This is a song about "A stone"

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

Family and kick it at you, i'm cold as stone you do nothing but stone i'll hone my

Don't you know you can't get blood out of a stone?

Whining and complaining about when you coming home

Medusa head will turn u into stone

Better than college, after that, students home

Come on girl, close your eyes pretend that your home

But i know i'm not professional, nothing's set in stone

But like the egyptians ive carved my name in stone

Though surrounded by an entourage, i feel like i'm alone

Once considered a rogue, i was chilling alone

I know that b**ch won't turn my body to stone

For the dough you'll be like doe, stuck at home

Victims name engraved on marble stone

You a game hater, and you call yourself a rolling stone,

You cowardly-hearted, you couldn't make it on your own