This is a song about "Beeing stone"

As our dead bodies hit the cold oh brim stone

Said fifty for a song, and they won’t leave me alone

I'm in tha zone

Kill 10 birds with one stone

Ay yo you wonder who i are

Stone cold been drunk on the this love bender

Gets older, bolder, and cold cause he's left alone

Medusa head will turn u into stone

Young money, cash money so strong, keep scorin’, i’ma bring it on home

Grab him by his collar bone, and throw him down the stairs like im tossin a stone,

My all gold rolly or the

Stone cold bout to go in a coma

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

And you acting grown, doggy you ain't back at home

This nigga jasper trying to get grown

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