This is a song about "Pokemon unicorns"

Oops i meant audemar, my whole team got them

That's right i got bars about pokemon

Like a deck of of fricken pokemon cards

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

It's apparent you're transparent, you're fake, unicorns are realer than you

Cause i aint no pokemon just a seer

Bring it back, i ain't saying that i'm nas here