This is a song about "Banana love"

Banana peel slippin i ain't trippin i'm just fallin down

Never knew a hooker that could share me, i get around

Now you can feel itit's a potion for my niggas in motion

I slip my handymen's, handy manny's banana in...

Look here mr. kappa don't fuck with me i'll slice you like a banana with this chopper

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Love rapping love sneakers above those

Every night i stroke hoes

Wood chain with a jesus

// [ha! bitch you get (no love)]

She's every love song that i love singing

I cannot believe you think you young and tripping

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

See you rot,on the same banana,make your bars slip

Fucking your mother 'n' sister with a banana in a rubber

Yeah, napoleanpicture me sipping on 1-5-1drunk then a motherfucker