This is a song about "Chuy stone pedro"

Either as big as a rockstar, or as blood hits the stone,

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

Kill 10 birds with one stone

That he dont even own

That why when he outta town i make sure she is not alone

But i am known to be blown, like a clone or a drone made of stone

Getting brain when i’m talking on the phone

On these beats i poke-a-man like a moon stone

Blowing head back, bottles by the zone

Victims name engraved on marble stone

She ain't tryna go low, go head home

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

Working like pedro she twerkin' like miley

My prada lows, for the most part it's only nike

Lickin fast-food wrappers, the cap-stone capper

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for