This is a song about "Kidney stones"

Fly nigga couldn't tell me nothing different homes

Sifting swiftly slipping with sacred stones

They took her by the throat, we front in here for dope

Stones are thrown, rocks are kicked, we die and roam the globe,

Im tryna get on the cover of rolling stones,

Wouldn't it be nice if the banks didn't fuck up the loans

All these grave stones are kept in clean little rows,

So while you worry about the hoes

And you make the flowers sing say turn green yellow

And jewels, we got flooded with rocks and stones, so,

With my lyrics i'm elusive, two stones for my one bird

Took you forever to get dressed, i acknowledge your effort

The stones had sympathy for the devil

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

To something i don't deserve. words hurt more than sticks or stones.

That they probably be in the closet of old folks