This is a song about "Stone age"

Stone cold bout to go in a coma

I try to tell them i'm one of the

But im only 18 years of age

You redundant, you never ever change

Since she was a little age

With foreign names, valet the range

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

I date a white girl soundin' black on the phone

Victims name engraved on marble stone

And it's well known that rell home

But like the egyptians ive carved my name in stone

She like, girl you wrong running away from home

Philosopher's stone made into the cylinder turning the rockets to gold,

I was in the zone fuckin boned her then didnt phone her that is stone cold

As our dead bodies hit the cold oh brim stone

I'm definitely in a class of my own