This is a song about "Living tomb stone"

Coming with some proof see at yo funeral *raps in the tomb

I remember a nigga demo just sit in a room

Backing up, like juvenile biggest fan was a moving truck

Playing bootlegged tomb raider, and using newspapers to roll up

I got a love jones for your body and skin tone

Medusa head will turn u into stone

She ain't tryna go low, go head home

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

Kill 10 birds with one stone

Gotta handle your own

Put my number in your phone

Victims name engraved on marble stone

My last decision weakens as cursing loud in my tomb,

Figure i would make the nba and make me a fortune

I know that b**ch won't turn my body to stone

Blowing head back, bottles by the zone