This is a song about "Rainbow jizz"

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 ain't trying to conflict: nickels to dimes and shit

Where should i jizz, on a towel or blanket

Made me bust all the way to their next generation, their future sons got my jizz dna

To find out me and your man be sharing skirtsi'm hoping you don't take this the wrong way

Now if you give us a chance

I only jizz for hot, dumb rags

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

Look at who it generated, lil jizzy my jizz he representing

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

Fuckin' squirrel, bet his girl still buy the tape though

And all he wanted was a taste of the rainbow.

Most determined, but with the smallest of funds to show