This is a song about "Stone devil"

But i know i'm not professional, nothing's set in stone

Even if i roll i'm a forever going to be home

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

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

On my way back home

Gold plate wit dat rine stone

But like the egyptians ive carved my name in stone

You cowardly-hearted, you couldn't make it on your own

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

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

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Mind so cold leave you in stone, medusa

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

For the dough you'll be like doe, stuck at home

Never wrong at any level

Ha i dare ya', i'm like the devil!