This is a song about "Rainbow jazz"

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

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

And then rainbow on sunday

If you out there let me hear you say

This that reggie against the knicks shit, jordan 'gainst the jazz/

Yaknowhati'msayin? you need to be on first class

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

Fuck it! i go until my 40 millionth encore

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 leapt 'n' saw the path at the end of the rainbow

This just ain't no song shit, do this for my city joe

Raz, fuck jazz, this is rap, increase the bass/

I can barely wipe my ass

Posters on the wall, posted on my balls

We made fun out of our jazz talks