This is a song about "Bone and dice"

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

Out in haiti, adolescents barely have a home

Sky high, iced out paradise

Livin trife, rollin fixed up dice

But use tomorrow as a mull again, church

Hit em so hard skin and bone start to merge

And i refuse to camoflauge with other guys

Back of his head they roll, pattern like that of a dice

We bone em like thugs n harmony nash em and go

Then all i really want is for her to go down low

Not king james, these were coke kings

Seeps into my bone marrow and sharpens

Life is like a pair of dice and boy do i love gambling

Wow, umm, so tyler if you had the chance to tell him something

Proud of it all defensive fuck i'm rocking alone

My best friend just leave me and he was my back bone