This is a song about "Tonsil stones"

All these grave stones kept in clean little rows,

Everything i wanted never seem so close

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

Cause i ain't really care what the rest say

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

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

All these grave stones are kept in clean little rows,

We love for a while then a light goes

Im tryna get on the cover of rolling stones,

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

And when she not, have her feeling like she on a boat

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

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

A nigga ghost every time youngin on the flow

Actually i like a broad that can bag hoes

All these grave stones are kept in clean little rows,