This is a song about "Stone cold kilta"

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

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

Stone cold rhyme, that i spit it in abundance,

Penncounting pennys over tha years

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

Think you're rock hard? i'll use you as a steppin' stone

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

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

Don’t hit my twitter, leave me alone

So i parked in a tow-away zone

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

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

Lickin fast-food wrappers, the cap-stone capper

Yeah, you can tell em i’m home

Gold plate wit dat rine stone