This is a song about "Diamonds"

The doctor has arrived just be patient

All these diamonds dancing on my wrist

If you think you can spit then i am the fuckin' dentist

No diamonds on my neck, but best believe its on my checklist

Always knew where the pot was

Got diamonds on diamonds,

And maybe on the way get some jets and shining diamonds,

My mom is all i have so it's never meet the parents

But like the diamonds and gold

All this paper i fold

Crunch rhymes like diamonds 'till on tracks i let 'em roar,

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

Y'all think we got diamonds? one percent of our population,

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

Champagne no chain no diamonds

Here i go again, searching for love