This is a song about "Blood and bone"

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift

Vengeance and blood thirstiness is hard to resist.

And as the blood ran he felt elated

Corvette so clean you'll think bruce springsteen rid that

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

It annoys me to the point of clawing arm and bone to reach a mental zone

Find your number in my phone and don't know what be goin wrong

Broke, only skin and bone, wishing all his troubles to be gone

But a couple shots of it got a nigga on stuck

I gather the remains no waste and savour all the blood,

You're our own flesh and blood/

Course not, i'm big like horse nut

I gotta little clout

And watch ya blood drip out

We bone em like thugs n harmony nash em and go

Friend or foe, niggas still can't tie the lace though