This is a song about "Stones"

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

All these grave stones are kept in clean little rows,

All these grave stones kept in clean little rows,

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

Fly nigga couldn't tell me nothing different homes

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

All these grave stones are kept in clean little rows,

They disregard me, i guess they all got egos

Stones are thrown, rocks are kicked, we die and roam the globe,

You pay your favorite stripper car note

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

I'm feedin her the light just like what the chorus say

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

They all need attention, they call me a g though

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

She was wearing a black dress with stilletos tossing stones in the ocean