This is a song about "Stone island"

But oh i can’t stay away, not never, your my home, home, home

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

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

Out in haiti, adolescents barely have a home

I'm in tha zone

Kill 10 birds with one stone

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

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

You a game hater, and you call yourself a rolling stone,

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

Clack, clack, clack, like bullets hitting stone

Girlfriends, groupies, then i'm all alone

Shit nigga i ain't neva been on no island

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

Inhibitions is gone, she just want to be known

I know that b**ch won't turn my body to stone