This is a song about "Diamond supply co"

Diamond laced gold plated platinum plaques/

Yeah, red bottoms, she ain't trying to dance

Zirconium passing a diamond it's draconian

And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Az and busta rhymes spit jewels on the diamond,

I leave most motherfuckers with suppressed lungs running out of air supply,

True to the gamei claim outlaw riderswe give a fuck what they try

So much dough i supply the bakery

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

Supply an entire island of flies, or a botanical garden

Brightened, like a diamond

Clap two times if you drunk