This is a song about "Fair trade banana"

I'm so insane, i'll push a banana in your ass

But anyway, give me cash fag, cause i'm low on gas

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

A lot of women is real, some bitches robin given

I got you slippin like a banana peel

I got to make sure that i can play here

Where every recipient, property of the state

If there was someway they could benefit from the trade

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

I wouldn't trade you for the world, you're all that i need.

Tell me tell me tell me how is this fair,

You sitting at the bar wearing barbaro's hair

Long like a banana clip

Could be applied to this shit

I run a 4.4, so they won't catch me there

Have the rap battle turn into a fight fair