This is a song about "Stone"

I feel something change in the weather, and i’m home, home, home

Grab him by his collar bone, and throw him down the stairs like im tossin a stone,

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

Paparazzi, magazines: please leave me alone

Her kitty-cat fish loves his tuna

Mind so cold leave you in stone, medusa

Come on girl, close your eyes pretend that your home

As our dead bodies hit the cold oh brim stone

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

The j gets smaller, i'm loving my zone

So i ended up all alone

Clack, clack, clack, like bullets hitting stone

Kill 10 birds with one stone

Know i just call it head phone

They blowing up my phone

Gold plate wit dat rine stone