This is a song about "Poop and rainbows"

Thunder and clouds amaze and peer

Y'all mario brothers, i'm metal gear

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

And if i'm down with this banging shit

And some strawberries and some chocolate

Ima bosscall me ah a skinny rick rossflyer than a sworm of moths

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

I poop so hard my face farts to the

To liberate yourselves, africa

Patron black, uh, patron jones

And nasty remains and bones

And once i'm dead and gone

Tats out and my hair long

A criminal grind mean hustle

And inhospitable,