This is a song about "I am the stone that the builder refused"

Psycho, maestro, orchestrate the life with the right flow

Get the boot screen but memtest just refused to go

Cause i won't rest till i know that i am the best

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

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

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

I am so kind that i am friends with the bees

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

Sister died before i was born i am the mothafucka that survived

We use to be kids on that bob the builder,

You is not hip then i can not coach her

I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket

Real niggas know that i am the shit

But i am known to be blown, like a clone or a drone made of stone

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home