This is a song about "Fucking bananas"

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Hes fucking insane, retartedly mental

Ban on bandana, go bananas on the other hand

His wifey fuck with me and really he don't understand

Hip to the fucking hop

Almost cried right on the spot

Free earl, that's the fucking shit

Fucking maggot fucking a faggot

Bitch i'm in the fucking mall, with my niggas eating ham

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

I'm modest, and humble

Now thats the fucking struggle