This is a song about "Banana"

I can split you in your rhymes,like banana split

Never give my heart to hoes that want my play shit

Now you can feel itit's a potion for my niggas in motion

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

And talk some more shit

Long like a banana clip

4 with banana clips, that 9 with that dick tho

Zoning my second bottle, focused still on tomorrow

Now this shit is turning to a habit

Somebody hold the banana, clip

Always wanted a piece of the pie, now it’s sliced right

Banana clip, with the magazine clipp to the side/

Blue ball, who fault? mine, only cause i stick around

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