This is a song about "Diamond pigs"

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

Them to the pigs while their alive and hang them by leads

Brightened, like a diamond

Trying hard to speak and

Wear that diamond and rep it all day

When i step off the curb, then, they on they way

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Lyrical assualt pigs arresting me for battery

You swine, all you pigs do is whine

Huh, got to get better with time

Zirconium passing a diamond it's draconian

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

Diamond laced gold plated platinum plaques/

We getting money, you can face the facts

And you ain't gettin' it, 'til you start payin' jewels

Diamond empire motha fucker we da officials