This is a song about "Stone age man"

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

I'm definitely in a class of my own

Girlfriends, groupies, then i'm all alone

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

Said fifty for a song, and they won’t leave me alone

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

The kings get killed very least overthrown

Medusa head will turn u into stone

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home

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

You see i promised that i'd never change

But i'm preparing for my golden age

The j gets smaller, i'm loving my zone

Clack, clack, clack, like bullets hitting stone

I'm taking women to heaven and then i take em home

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