This is a song about "Diamond supply co"

This isn't a diss, this is just a reply to hip-hop's low supply/

Pick my enemies out the crowd, and motherfucker's die

And bijies like im out and

Wood, gold, platinum, diamond

Diamond laced gold plated platinum plaques/

To all the frauds stop faking, relax

Stepdad supply the weed, he the giver

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

This flows dead should of had a spade to dig the diamond,

A nigga sellinsince shorty i've been livin' like defiant

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

On the road to riches and diamond rings

Az and busta rhymes spit jewels on the diamond,

With such an ugly picture in it and