This is a song about "In a banana"

Fucked your broad cause my game tight, sit ringside at the main fight

A scythe in my left hand and a sickle in the right

While in reality im in a oldsmobile killing posers in the alleys

Shit ain't always wat it seemsi put that on everything no sleep having light dreams

I can split you in your rhymes,like banana split

I said boss and i meant that; advance, you spent that

I know that love it could begin

It's just a phase you're in,

Inside we are coming in a

Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga

One bullet to the brain, forgive my sins and alli didn't mean to be a bother

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

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

I ain't gon chirp ya mobile phone and chase you all over town

Just pour me a glass of that dark shit

Somebody hold the banana, clip