This is a song about "Stones"

Sifting swiftly slipping with sacred stones

With my hand under oath, i recite these quotes

I munch a bunch of tacos with waverly's favorite wizard

With my lyrics i'm elusive, two stones for my one bird

All these grave stones kept in clean little rows,

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

How me holiday? i love it when mommy say

When there's no seeds to plant ill move stones all day

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

To something i don't deserve. words hurt more than sticks or stones.

All i know is yolo, nigga, that's the motto

And jewels, we got flooded with rocks and stones, so,

Im tryna get on the cover of rolling stones,

If we ain't right and always at the throats

All these grave stones are kept in clean little rows,

Actually i like a broad that can bag hoes