This is a song about "Bone"

Ill cut you and eat your flesh to the bone

So i parked in a tow-away zone

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

Innumerable bone crosses and flying saucers

A flying tiger paw/bone cracks inside ur jaw

Middle finger up, to the mother fucking law

But now she's all flesh and bone

Stop blowing up my cellphone

I'll be bugs with no carrot a dog without a bone.

I'm taking women to heaven and then i take em home

For imitatin the off switch like i'm on top of my own

You didnt do it for love you did it dause you grew a bone

Fuck the source, i'm on cover of rolling stone

Upholstered with dead remnants of muscle and bone