This is a song about "Bag of bones"

Upon other limbs it's looking like a bag of chex mix

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

‘cause we can’t see your bones

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

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Taking shots that rattle my bones,

And we crazy, homes

And nasty remains and bones

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

That is connected to wires hiding inside of my bones

And all these peasant motherfuckers take shots at the throne

They try to bag the essence of youth, and then will drag it home,

I'll enjoy my bag of booze

One time for the girls with the right shoes