This is a song about "Banana pancakes"

No wonder she puts cough syrup on your pancakes.

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

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

Somebody hold the banana, clip

And get a hall pass for this class-act shit

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

I got banana clips, eating banana chips, digest a rap, came out your shit,

I can split you in your rhymes,like banana split

Eyes wide, ears open like you on a doctor's visit

Eighty percent of kids are listening to y'all shit

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

Couple broads wanna fuck, they should stay the night

Banana clip, with the magazine clipp to the side/

Bitch no days off and i ain't got no breaks

These french pancakes give me the crepes