This is a song about "The stone toil"

Either as big as a rockstar, or as blood hits the stone,

For imitatin the off switch like i'm on top of my own

I don't need no fucking throne

Gold plate wit dat rine stone

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

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

Paparazzi, magazines: please leave me alone

But i know i'm not professional, nothing's set in stone

David is goliath slaying i was 5 stone lighter in the weighing

Never realize the precious time that bitch niggas is wasting

Lickin fast-food wrappers, the cap-stone capper

I got something you've been waiting for

You left your nigga on his own

Kill 10 birds with one stone

Walk out on that note, leave standin frozen like madussa to stone.

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