This is a song about "In a banana"

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

I’m tryna vibe with ya so won't you throw me your phone number

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

I can split you in your rhymes,like banana split

In untimely fashion in a grimy alleyway,

And we got history, let's repeat it the right way

Somebody hold the banana, clip

Would you capture it, or just let it slip

You're fucking with me, nigga

Stuck in the middle of a...

One can never be judged when he dress like his brothers

Than wakin' up in a bed and lyin' down in a hearse

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

It's just a phase you're in,

You ain't got one or the other well brother good night

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