This is a song about "Blood and bone"

Innumerable bone crosses and flying saucers

And only cheat on my broad if i run out of answers

It's cause of you, see, you let him do that

And as the blood ran he felt elated

You want beef? we'll start a gulf stream war

Im sweatin, blood and tears hit the floor

Smoke until i ain't got no lungs

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

The prerequisite is gun clappin' so what happened

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

I'm taking women to heaven and then i take em home

Your words cut through me, like a knife through flesh and bone.

Grab him by his collar bone, and throw him down the stairs like im tossin a stone,

Young money, cash money so strong, keep scorin’, i’ma bring it on home

Getting brain when i’m talking on the phone

And one bitch who bad to the bone