This is a song about "In a banana"

I'm in east rogers park, in a lab coat and a suit

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

But i apologize for not walking you around

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

I can split you in your rhymes,like banana split

You see they way out they minds with no return ticket

So while she up in vip pourin' merlot in the glass

I'm so insane, i'll push a banana in your ass

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

I got you slippin like a banana peel

I would gasol you niggas, but i'm in no position

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

Made it out naija with nothing in the bank

In a room, roll a blunt, in my glass, fuck it fast