This is a song about "Ill lyricist"

Yellow diamonds in my ear

Mentally ill from amityville

If i ain't get em yet, believe their name is on the short list

Picture this, rising of an electrifying lyricist

Controling my steamknowing my team to deserve more

I'm a lost soul, twisted lyricist with mischief in store

As i light one for ill will

My raps are just so damn ill

This audemar on my wrist, got it harder than missed

Student by day, lyricist by night, have you noticed?/

Your a good mc, im a lyricist,

You the party baby i'm just the guest list

I wasn’t broke growing up but let a real lyricist start shit,

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit