This is a song about "Stone cold kilta"

Gold plate wit dat rine stone

Put my number in your phone

Know it hurts that she flirts with a nigga this is worse

Holding up stone boulders on both of these cold shoulders,

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

Family and kick it at you, i'm cold as stone you do nothing but stone i'll hone my

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

Spreadin' shit like salt shakers, on you stone cold fakers,

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

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Stone cold rhyme, that i spit it in abundance,

Come on girl, close your eyes pretend that your home

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

Um tom frazier, new lebron haters

Lone soldier holds stone boulders on cold shoulders,