This is a song about "Banana turds"

Look here mr. kappa don't fuck with me i'll slice you like a banana with this chopper

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

One can never be judged when he dress like his brothers

Ill spit first then shit turds and take the mic rip worse,

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

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

I ain't bitter my nigga, i respect your position

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

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

Gotta pay back that advance, so they ain't gave you shit

Yea! we got a lot of star power in the building tonight

Banana clip, with the magazine clipp to the side/