This is a song about "Rainbow dash"

Layin on his chest in the sand time forgotten on the dash.

But money never lasts, in fact it's only last

My visions that i record, the instruments i adore

Racing down rainbow road, on my way to the final four

You heard my hip-hop when i was 16 years old

Rainbow chain on my necklace look like a pot of gold

All up under the covers day

And then rainbow on sunday

Smoking so much grass, shit, police, time for me to dash.

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

Call me rainbow dash! i'm going to fast about to crash, i'm a smash and stash

Talk much shit cause i never had shiti could remember being whupped in class

I surely make it fast and make their ass do the dash

If it's wet enough i might just need a wine glass

Bro's got grudges for money its funny they loved me but rushed to the cold

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