This is a song about "Hairy bananas"

With hairy and primitive skin

And i’m talkin, passenger action

Mary was hairy and lucy wants to marry me,

Tired of making money, i'm on to making history

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Shut up bitch gag my dick till that shit gets hairy

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

Forgive me lord, it feels like i commit a sin a day

Together all the timethought it was true love

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

I ain't had a woman in years, and my palms are too hairy to hide (whoops!)

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

Ban on bandana, go bananas on the other hand

And tell them bitches we real niggas is bout that

Un-hairy musk lavender oil coated