This is a song about "Bone"

On our throne just trynna throw you a bone

Drink whatever's left, kill the pussy, tombstone

I rake in loads of bone charms

Please correct me, stretch marks

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

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

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

Look, she love me from them poems, and them songs, in my zone

But oh i can’t stay away, not never, your my home, home, home

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

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Here i'm nothing but a backward bone-mugging urban bee

A flying tiger paw/bone cracks inside ur jaw

'less you stabler and benson, i don't fuck with the law