This is a song about "Wright banana turn bum cheeks"

Not only from the rap game, i'm including the planet

I can split you in your rhymes,like banana split

I got banana clips, eating banana chips, digest a rap, came out your shit,

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

You can’t rap , sing , or wright

My conscious only knew whats half tight

Shout out chrissy, rozay and all that

My shit could make a bum strip.

Heyyy! better daysgot me thinkin' 'bout better days

Speaking my two way's trynna put it wright for the chase

Dizzy wright on they bout to bring the flavor,

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her