This is a song about "Key stone"

Once considered a rogue, i was chilling alone

But like the egyptians ive carved my name in stone

Wanna see you work your body

I’m tryna be low key

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

Getting brain when i’m talking on the phone

The j gets smaller, i'm loving my zone

Clack, clack, clack, like bullets hitting stone

Not whether you can shot a key,

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

Lickin fast-food wrappers, the cap-stone capper

The squad on lock no key

No it ain't easy

And its simple as that baby

I got a rappin key.