This is a song about "Unicorns that poop rainbows"

And hold that trident that that nigga poseidon owns

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

I will bring all rainbows to chase down your tears

Twista finna get up on the track

Hella intelligent that

You couldnt make a belemic puke on a piece of fuckin corn and peanut poop

And stabbing this ice cube look-a-like to show you a nigga with attitude

A legend have to bow, africa

Fight that guerrilla, fight that #vizion stigma

Top dropped down, black on black

What's that gap in that strap

Skin tone i wish i could take it back

I don't need that,i can't see that