This is a song about "Dylan terry"

And we gotta win, she wanna be my friend

My rings, gold, diamond, and crystal glared

Why? cause reading your shit's like taking my teeth to a drill?

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

Cause there'll never be peace

My 40 dick longer than a bitch weave

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

No i ain't got a deal, but its part of a common drill

I'm always out in the cotton field

I am ryu-like to the fiend

Diamond in the rough i ain't trying to be tough

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

Weighin 165 and these tricks should die

Just like diamond in the sky