This is a song about "Banana skins"

4 with banana clips, that 9 with that dick tho

In the front row at a holy justin bieber show

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

Whether you wear rags or leopard skins

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

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Either that or they 4:4, some call them fantastic

I be tossin them skins like a young mike vick

Let's have a toast for this new love

Plunge the knife, skins too tough

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,

How bout we blow this bit

Long like a banana clip

Took off my rollie and got on some audemeer shit

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