This is a song about "I m a banana"

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

I got banana clips, eating banana chips, digest a rap, came out your shit,

I slip my handymen's, handy manny's banana in...

This is my passion, i'm out atlanta, smashing some action

Look here mr. kappa don't fuck with me i'll slice you like a banana with this chopper

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Y’all are like snitches, you can’t see the pen

21 years of age, being strapped with a m-4

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate

Of a koenigsegg going 200 m-p-h trough the interstate

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

Fucking your mother 'n' sister with a banana in a rubber

Then you put fertilizer, lyin, spread the shit around

Banana peel slippin i ain't trippin i'm just fallin down

Nigga bye this is my closure, still the king and forever will be, that im so sure.

I have to bleed a bucket full, my life is a movie rated m for mature.