This is a song about "Stone island"

Yeah, you can tell em i’m home

Kill 10 birds with one stone

Bitch i'm in the building you ain't even in the lounge

Now i'm fuckin bitches on the island couch.

Victims name engraved on marble stone

Smoke one stack straight to my dome

Residin in brooklyn and long island//

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

Shit nigga i ain't neva been on no island

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

Medusa head will turn u into stone

Playing with fire is a danger zone

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.

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

And all these peasant motherfuckers take shots at the throne