This is a song about "Tonsil stones"

All these grave stones kept in clean little rows,

I'm love stoned from everywhere and she knows

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

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

Ok, polo with no horse though, d.c. well of course though

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

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

Sifting swiftly slipping with sacred stones

Funny, right? ha-ha, this shit's jokes

Blowing stones, froze, icing sugar up my nose/

Took me a while just to write those

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

All these grave stones are kept in clean little rows,

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

Walked out the church, then got a call that my homie was murdered