This is a song about "Bananas and fruit"

The owner bout to prosecute, the niggas tell her that she's cute

That grow into foreign friends and eventually strange fruit,

I’m saving major loot

Feeling useless as to a fruit

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute

Your brother tried to suck my d but i ain't no fruit

But now it's back to the lab 45 messages right after you land

Ban on bandana, go bananas on the other hand

Bb king or the neighbors of snoop

Track 2.) golden child (forbidden fruit)

I'm respected from californ-i-a way down to japan

Your rhymes stink, like rotten bananas in a trash can,

Pockets probably like fried food

That thing juicy, no fruit