This is a song about "Hairy bananas"

Mary was hairy and lucy wants to marry me,

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

To get crushed like nuts and go bananas

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

In a hairy mess, doused with gas, light her dress with matches

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Shut up bitch gag my dick till that shit gets hairy

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

Big trouble. and if he is as bananas as you say

And we did it our way, blue-collar game all day

They call me edifrom the side that's seedyyoung nigga greedy, so i'm runnin up on these niggas easy

Shit im making history im already legendary, fucking stephen kings cary in her hairy ass pussy,

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

Gucci mane i run the land from africa to pakistan

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