This is a song about "Banana pudding"

Watch me blow like i exhale i excel in this rap shit

I can split you in your rhymes,like banana split

Start climbing up the charts, so sick, but they tried to clown

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

I'm so insane, i'll push a banana in your ass

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

Stepping out fly shit, straight purple cloud shit

Somebody hold the banana, clip

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

Am i cheating on this woman if i'm gettin' naked pictures from another

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

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

One bullet to the brain, forgive my sins and alli didn't mean to be a bother

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