This is a song about "Bone yard"

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

See, where i come from is hard

Heard that you alright though

Going so hard like bone marrow

Bone her, cause she said i could bone it as a bonus,

In these new lebron viiis, you are just a witness

Out in haiti, adolescents barely have a home

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

I know my calling's worth like phone card

My connections widespread, got men scotland yard

Whole lotta money, big tip i would

Ensue the yard, white lawmen rest good,

A working genius, a work of art

// [you can fence in your yard]