This is a song about "Sandy stone"

I'm definitely in a class of my own

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

Lone soldier holds stone boulders on cold shoulders,

And this world's mine, but the womb is hers

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

But like the egyptians ive carved my name in stone

Medusa head will turn u into stone

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

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Mind so cold leave you in stone, medusa

Come on girl, close your eyes pretend that your home

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

For imitatin the off switch like i'm on top of my own

But i am known to be blown, like a clone or a drone made of stone

Lickin fast-food wrappers, the cap-stone capper

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for