This is a song about "Poopy banana"

I ain't gonna have ya try ta have you play me like a silly clown

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

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

But girl you’re special like i met you in the slow class

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

Without her making attempts to garner all of my attention

Somebody hold the banana, clip

She crazy, that stalker shit

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,

We exclusive, they be talking but they never do shit

I can split you in your rhymes,like banana split

I put some cash in ya pocket

Long like a banana clip

Banana clip, with the magazine clipp to the side/

‘cause every mother’s day needs a mother’s night