This is a song about "The stones"

Actually i like a broad that can bag hoes

All these grave stones are kept in clean little rows,

Light girls if it's black they attract to usually

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

Trapped in my own communityone day i'm gonna bust

The water from the past is the same water in the present

Body doze, who ? give em karate blows

All these grave stones kept in clean little rows,

Always keep it up to date, that's why the hoes choose

And the thirst, just the worst, it's the curse of the juice!

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

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

The more battles the better the flows

And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those

Just a little nigga

I bring the heat like the