This is a song about "Gregory stone"

Girlfriends, groupies, then i'm all alone

Clack, clack, clack, like bullets hitting stone

I know that b**ch won't turn my body to stone

Paparazzi, magazines: please leave me alone

She ain't tryna go low, go head home

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

I got some sinners to collect, their fates are carved in stone.

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

Though surrounded by an entourage, i feel like i'm alone

Think you're rock hard? i'll use you as a steppin' stone

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

Inhibitions is gone, she just want to be known

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

Evils places my piece set in stone like the four seasons/

Stone cold bout to go in a coma

I try to tell them i'm one of the