This is a song about "Gal stones"

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

All these grave stones kept in clean little rows,

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

The stones had sympathy for the devil

Been stunting since teen wearing something obscene joe

And jewels, we got flooded with rocks and stones, so,

Wouldn't it be nice if the banks didn't fuck up the loans

To something i don't deserve. words hurt more than sticks or stones.

That gal want me ride har

Your music in the car

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

She was wearing a black dress with stilletos tossing stones in the ocean

Sifting swiftly slipping with sacred stones

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes