This is a song about "Allen stone"

She probably had a reason though

Spitting vividly as allen poe

Look, she love me from them poems, and them songs, in my zone

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

Mind so cold leave you in stone, medusa

Her kitty-cat fish loves his tuna

Stone cold bout to go in a coma

Tell 'em build a boat like noah

Victims name engraved on marble stone

I don't need no fucking throne

I got some sinners to collect, their fates are carved in stone.

Once considered a rogue, i was chilling alone

Clack, clack, clack, like bullets hitting stone

This nigga jasper trying to get grown

As our dead bodies hit the cold oh brim stone

Come on girl, close your eyes pretend that your home