This is a song about "Rainbow factory"

Nudies and some j six, where i’m from it’s cold

Rainbow chain on my necklace look like a pot of gold

My ambition is ammunition if this is war

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

This is more about nothing, i'm the fucking show

And all he wanted was a taste of the rainbow.

Evidently, im a killing accessory, thats why im hiding in a supplementary factory,

You know, it's like i'm livin just to diei fall on my knees and beg for mercy, not knowin if i'm worthy

And i ain't puttin' no rims on it, when it's five hundred ya ride factory

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

Raps straight out the back of the crack factory

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

Bitch, all my verses on this beat are all pen and pad, yeah i'm bold

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Your birth certificate is an apology from the condom factory