This is a song about "Banana split"

Forreal i'm aggravated that gon' abandon this shit

I can split you in your rhymes,like banana split

Banana clip, with the magazine clipp to the side/

Vertebrae snapped, gats...huh, i swerve em right

I make them ho's strip

Long like a banana clip

And mansions on the fault line of a shaky market

Convertible coupe, bitches scream when they tops split

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

I'm on autopilot now with my cranium split

I got banana clips, eating banana chips, digest a rap, came out your shit,

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

Ya’ll be highly obliged when i drop my shit

Called it new generation and lickety split,

Poppa saying momma ain't care about you and would rather split/

Watch me blow like i exhale i excel in this rap shit