This is a song about "Rainbow sausage"

It's nothing but a motherfucking undefended free throw

And all he wanted was a taste of the rainbow.

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

We used a andy warhol to paint the decor

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

With certainty they're slurping meat like fat bitches and sausage links

Used to have this white bitch, she looked like madonna though

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

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

Now they want me to grease-up, be less african and get amnesia

And every night would swallow a big fat sausage meat pita

Round my motherfuckin way

And then rainbow on sunday

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

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