This is a song about "Damonds in my rolex"

Wish i could shed all these tears

Thats presidential rolex.

Served in my kitchens with my fired chicken,

My talent should take me places i've never been

Rappers in my trunk i packed in six

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

Rapping is in my genes in my blood and even in my dreams

Yeah you laughing my nigga but everything ain't what it seems

Inferior, but i'm nice

The doorway in my eyes

We can do like 8 positions

Rolex on my wrist cost me 12 chickens

If i ever hand you some weed, it's free, you don't owe me none

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

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

I have memories of melodies in my life. (in my life)