This is a song about "Sandy stone"

Lickin fast-food wrappers, the cap-stone capper

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Niggas, little niggas doing it big, know what i'm saying, y'all niggas 40 and shit still in the game

I hit a driveby on sandy hook while in the memory lane, but im not insane,

Holding up stone boulders on both of these cold shoulders,

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

I hit a driveby on sandy hook while in the memory lane, but im not insane,

These girls all aboard, this young money trainhaving since fame shit'll never be the same

I got a love jones for your body and skin tone

I got some sinners to collect, their fates are carved in stone.

Gets older, bolder, and cold cause he's left alone

But i know i'm not professional, nothing's set in stone

It's time to turn the streets into a war zone

On these beats i poke-a-man like a moon stone

Walk out on that note, leave standin frozen like madussa to stone.

Now y’all better leave me alone, got license for my chrome