This is a song about "Empire strikes back"

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Diamond empire motha fucker we da officials

And this will be the song that we sing

Ooh as the clock strikes twelve i'm sitting

I rip the mic your shocked from my immeasurable strikes

Blinded by all these street lights, up late, can't sleep nights

Empire that's peaceful, fuck that, guess i'm just evil.

You all niggas ain't even on my level

Receive a cult following my own empire

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Still you get ten strikes if it's fucked up, controllin',

They wanna see a nigga lose but i’m destined to win

Never bad-handing nothing, therefore i grind

Three strikes, two tokes, one time for your mind