This is a song about "Bananas and oranges"

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

And more than confident

Social conditioning and

You see dem boys sign me to the scope right

Planet of the apes its bananas on this ride.

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and

The richest place on earth

And their mothers and fathers

Then to try to chase these men

And get it again and again

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

Not even oranges, you just sniff and peel