This is a song about "Stones"

All these grave stones kept in clean little rows,

Boogyin' with jesus and a bunch of nazi hoes

I smoke the greenest of medicine till the government let us win

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

Bitch i'm ballin' like i'm comin' off of free throws

All these grave stones are kept in clean little rows,

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

She will never get by, no how no way

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

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

All these grave stones kept in clean little rows,

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

Wouldn't it be nice if the banks didn't fuck up the loans

Im tryna get on the cover of rolling stones,

All these grave stones are kept in clean little rows,

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes