This is a song about "Banana s"

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

Remember this face, save me a place, in thug's mansion

I ain't just rapping, i can make it happen

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

I put a condom on my heart, i don't be feeling shit

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

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess

So don't be acting shyi run my fingers through your hairthen i lay you on the bed

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

It´s the battle of life

Rollin' down the four o five

Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less

If only i could go back into the 80’s