This is a song about "Marina and the diamonds"

Don’t let me talk about the deal ones

Tyrannous regimes, heatin' coals, black diamonds,

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

My ambition is ammunition if this is war

To have this fake fans and diamonds with gold

I mean of course just the same old

Our own business and minin' for them diamonds, we rhymin',

Lyrical pictures, they used to have a windowless vision

C-diamonds home. come talk ill give advice to rap like me

It ain't personalstrictly business, baby

I can pass out many scantrons, fail many students

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

But like the diamonds and gold

And i drop top off in a hot cold