This is a song about "Stone"

Evils places my piece set in stone like the four seasons/

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

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

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

Tatted upt.y.g.a. basically gotta cremate me cause i'm fly 'til i die

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

Whenever i'm through, you already on the phone

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

I’m brutal as a bazooka

Mind so cold leave you in stone, medusa

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

The j gets smaller, i'm loving my zone

As our dead bodies hit the cold oh brim stone

I woulda done anything for my own

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

I'm winning cause ricky made my mistakes known