This is a song about "Fucking bananas"

Dear sweetheart, wassup boo

Ma i fucking love you

Wifey like it one minute next minute she don't, man

Your rhymes stink, like rotten bananas in a trash can,

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

And if he is as bananas as you say, i'm not taking any chances

We will run this fucking region

Nigeria inspired the talk drum

To get crushed like nuts and go bananas

But i guess that shit's just tough love

Now thats the fucking struggle

Just like an animal

Plus big truckin too it's nothing

Just caking and fucking