This is a song about "Rainbow boy"

It ain’t no crime, i only catch the coy

When i was just a boy

Hey, looking boy, what you say, looking boy

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Psycho, maestro, orchestrate the life with the right flow

And all he wanted was a taste of the rainbow.

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

"oh shit, my lips frosted boy,

Cause when you hot its like your burnin up everyone elses cold

Wielding a potato at that the end of the rainbow with a pot o' gold

As: i forgot it’s mother’s day

And then rainbow on sunday