This is a song about "Blood and bone"

And wrote my flows with your blood smears

Wish i could shed all these tears

Be shy when we're all alone

And one bitch who bad to the bone

You're our own flesh and blood/

Entrance no charge cause we late to the club

It’s so hard and its so an this marvelous flow

We bone em like thugs n harmony nash em and go

And blood splattered all over my face.

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

Better than college, after that, students home

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

Hit em so hard skin and bone start to merge

But use tomorrow as a mull again, church

I ain't seen my lady in days, i been out on these streets so long

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