This is a song about "Bone"

Ill cut you and eat your flesh to the bone

I'm winning cause ricky made my mistakes known

Pocket with a cash full of bashful weapons

Seeps into my bone marrow and sharpens

Better than college, after that, students home

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

A flying tiger paw/bone cracks inside ur jaw

Middle finger up, to the mother fucking law

And one bitch who bad to the bone

And it's well known that rell home

Paparazzi, magazines: please leave me alone

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

Shit just makes me get cold stoned to the bone

Yeah, he blowing up your cell phone

I'm looking down on you fakes whilst on my throne throwin yous a bone.

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