This is a song about "The odin stone"

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

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

Philosopher's stone made into the cylinder turning the rockets to gold,

Cause when you hot its like your burnin up everyone elses cold

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

Even if i roll i'm a forever going to be home

Tell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home

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

Blowing head back, bottles by the zone

Medusa head will turn u into stone

As our dead bodies hit the cold oh brim stone

The kings get killed very least overthrown

Make my jollof with lots of pepper

Stone cold been drunk on the this love bender

Don’t hit my twitter, leave me alone

Clack, clack, clack, like bullets hitting stone