This is a song about "Diamond league"

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

Brightened, like a diamond

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

My rings, gold, diamond, and crystal glared

Hold it..now thank you for silence

On the road to riches and diamond rings

Diamond empire motha fucker we da officials

Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols

The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid

We're two separate digits, we're a whole knew league kid,

As a stoner with dreadlocks playing league on a desktop

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

She gotta hold her head up high

Just like diamond in the sky