This is a song about "Bone thugs n hatmon"

Now all i am is alone

But now she's all flesh and bone

Forty mental slugs for these corny gental thugs

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Blowing head back, bottles by the zone

Shit just makes me get cold stoned to the bone

I say i put it so deep now she a cone head

Hence thugs have become the number one threat

Have you seen ibiza with beaches that look like eva with d cups

//for racial violence victims labeled as gangster thugs

Late night to the early morn, i've been such a rolling stone

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

European model white bitch is eating donuts

I move rock on the block with my glock and thugs

Double m g forever though

Going so hard like bone marrow