This is a song about "Shawn eating bananas"

Her tears are like acid, eating my insides

Blinded by all these street lights, up late, can't sleep nights

Like a diabetic eating cream puffs

Far from alarmed, i just part wit my problems

Now you speaking my language

Its lunch you bitches still eating brunch,

And if he is as bananas as you say, i'm not taking any chances

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Yull need gauze handicap eating applesauce

My desire to never fall leads me to hitting walls

Imma ball on you niggas like shawn kemp

If i didn't, i guess i'm a cool cocaine connect