This is a song about "Banana s"

Somebody hold the banana, clip

Me and you just need to talk a bit

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

This my album, and when your parents try to come around

The outline which you n****s out dated

Now say fuck them other bitches them hoes ain't shit

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

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

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

Anyways give it up the capital the nation

But after bowling, i went home for some damn adventure time

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

Give 'em guns, step back, watch em kill each other"it's time to fight back", that's what huey said

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

My g"s have been handcuffed,

If you ever feel alone and