This is a song about "I m like a stone"

But i be like for real, just pick up that phone

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

While i'm rubbing on that ass

M v p like steve nash

Whining and complaining about when you coming home

Either as big as a rockstar, or as blood hits the stone,

I`m a mania tic weapon, running away from this oppression

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

You listenin' to her is leaving you with empty nights

Im eating m&ms tonight cause i got a sweet tooth that bites

Playin with fire is a danger zone

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

M a boy ,make my life unstoppable race...

It came to the point he couldn't look 'em in the face

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

I"m the designated driver