This is a song about "Fair trade banana"

U got all them drums in there

Turn the bedroom into a fair

I've been used for trade and laid by soldiers against my will,

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

Tell me tell me tell me how is this fair,

Turn around and then you flip your hair

I got you slippin like a banana peel

I just had to ask, tell me if it's real

Couple broads wanna fuck, they should stay the night

Banana clip, with the magazine clipp to the side/

I'm fuckin' paramount, i hope they understand that

I can split you in your rhymes,like banana split

When i battle i don't fight fair,

Those flashing lights come from everywhere