This is a song about "Eating out her pussy"

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

Put a g spot on a 8 cloud

Dick her down kick her out

Dick her down kick her out

I don't know what you heard about

And get that pussy when i took her to the funeral

Me and kweli come together like two pieces of metal

But i pussy out every single time

The fluid on my eye falling while i do the rhyme

Yeah, go ahead and pop it like you do in the mirror

Pussy what i be eating for lunch brunch and dinner,

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

Even if the girl crys and say her pussy hurts

Eating on that pussy they all come around

Comin' back into you once i figured it out