This is a song about "Dimond supply"

Shit, caught up in your perfect world, you never heard me cry

Nowadays you look empty, ya love runnin on a low supply

Grab your bulletproof vest niggacause its gonna be a long one

Supply an entire island of flies, or a botanical garden

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

I be the godly demi who wants moore supply

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

Don’t know which one i’ma drive, fuck it, i’m just gone fly

Automatic possessing with intent to supply

I told her all about how we been living a lie

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

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

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

So you she would hide cause she thought of me as a typical guy

So much dough i supply the bakery

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free