This is a song about "Harry potter and the sorcerer 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

Gotta handle your own

Gold plate wit dat rine stone

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

Only to become a potter

Victims name engraved on marble stone

The j gets smaller, i'm loving my zone

And you see me stare ,ive got that stone cold face

Nothing but my dreams matterhoping for better days

But like the egyptians ive carved my name in stone

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

But oh i can’t stay away, not never, your my home, home, home

Grab him by his collar bone, and throw him down the stairs like im tossin a stone,

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

And on the stone write the epitaph in pen,