This is a song about "Fucking bananas"

Fucking painting picture

My records sell, yes sir

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

To get crushed like nuts and go bananas

Earl, goddammit, i'm still in my damn pajamas

Now thats the fucking struggle

Yeah come holla at your uncle

Though i know a couple niggas tryna hem my long jeans joe

Will have you fucking leaning ho, cause even fucking goonies know

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

From the sky , u study in fucking

I think i've got some enemies disguised as friends

Place your fucking bets before i slice her fucking breasts