This is a song about "Rainbow unicorns"

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

Rainbow chain on my necklace look like a pot of gold

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

I see the addict, the alcoholic with golden flask out cold,

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

Fuck around, y'all gonna be up on the maury show

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

It's apparent you're transparent, you're fake, unicorns are realer than you

And then rainbow on sunday

What the feigns say, few roaches you need spray

See, it's something about commitment though

And all he wanted was a taste of the rainbow.

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

Knowing i can go wherever and get 8 more