This is a song about "Bone marrow"

Shit just makes me get cold stoned to the bone

I'll whip a 750 if it's black on chrome

I can't stop it, a meta-phorical bone-marrow switch

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

And firm his beliefs... his heart made of stone

Chicken bone, not a phone, chicken bone, not a phone

But now she's all flesh and bone

She ain't tryna go low, go head home

My name is nick nack pattie wack give a dog a bone

I got a love jones for your body and skin tone

And one bitch who bad to the bone

For the dough you'll be like doe, stuck at home

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

You gotta learn how to walk on your own