This is a song about "Banana skins"

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

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

Banana clip, with the magazine clipp to the side/

Like your bitchin' wife and sister might get tonight

I can split you in your rhymes,like banana split

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

And all this snow, i call it infant sorrow

4 with banana clips, that 9 with that dick tho

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

His skins white as winter, be a singer,

Hold it..now thank you for silence

Whether you wear rags or leopard skins