This is a song about "Fair trade banana"

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

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

And i'm right behind him in a coupe that we drive

And every fair from fair sometime declines,

Ugh whats fair is foul 'n what's foul is fair

When the depth chart came, there was no me there

Success is what i work for, and when them dudes hate

Time to get paid, blow up like the world trade

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

I'm bald bull to my little mac competition

Long like a banana clip

I’m t-raww young nigga i’m the shit

I'm just expectin' the spectator's respect here

I got you slippin like a banana peel

Years back you believed that the world was fair

For 9 years in spain had the time share