This is a song about "Stone cold virus"

Victims name engraved on marble stone

I don't need no fucking throne

The streets in need of a king, you can tell 'em i’m home

As our dead bodies hit the cold oh brim stone

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

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

My infecting virus got you spluttering disease.

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

Amen, they say you only live once

My lyrics is a virus

Mind so cold leave you in stone, medusa

I’m brutal as a bazooka

And don't you bring your camera phone

Medusa head will turn u into stone

So is dr. j and moses malone

Clack, clack, clack, like bullets hitting stone