This is a song about "Banana smoothie"

I got you slippin like a banana peel

Everybody, just clap your hands if your a real

If a period is late then i will mark it with a question

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

She ain't ever trippin when a nigga ain't around

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

Heard you had a bad day, well lets make it a good night

Banana clip, with the magazine clipp to the side/

Somebody hold the banana, clip

The dead society of a poet

It's hard to live out atlanta with out makin' this a habit

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

Long like a banana clip

I put the nigga in his casket