This is a song about "Gregory stone"

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

Say what you want i'm immature like roger go home

You a game hater, and you call yourself a rolling stone,

You better get her, i'm totally into my zone

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

And all these peasant motherfuckers take shots at the throne

As our dead bodies hit the cold oh brim stone

I got a love jones for your body and skin tone

You gotta learn how to walk on your own

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

You left your nigga on his own

Victims name engraved on marble stone

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

For the dough you'll be like doe, stuck at home

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

Philosopher's stone made into the cylinder turning the rockets to gold,