This is a song about "Cold stone"

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

I was in the zone fuckin boned her then didnt phone her that is stone cold

So don't follow me home

Gold plate wit dat rine stone

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Lickin fast-food wrappers, the cap-stone capper

Stone cold been drunk on the this love bender

Now you spell iti say young money bitch forever

Walk out on that note, leave standin frozen like madussa to stone.

Out in haiti, adolescents barely have a home

Backwoods don’t do papers, that was just for my haters

Holding up stone boulders on both of these cold shoulders,

Stone cold bout to go in a coma

My all gold rolly or the

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

Born alone, work alone, die alone