This is a song about "Stevie stone"

Cant see my haters, like im stevie wonder

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

Young money, cash money so strong, keep scorin’, i’ma bring it on home

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

Lickin fast-food wrappers, the cap-stone capper

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

Mind so cold leave you in stone, medusa

I’m brutal as a bazooka

So is dr. j and moses malone

Clack, clack, clack, like bullets hitting stone

As our dead bodies hit the cold oh brim stone

Whining and complaining about when you coming home

Stone cold bout to go in a coma

Tell 'em build a boat like noah

Proud of it all defensive fuck i'm rocking alone

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