This is a song about "Bone"

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

Upholstered with dead remnants of muscle and bone

But a pole position you couldn't hold, not even your own wooden bone

Though surrounded by an entourage, i feel like i'm alone

But use tomorrow as a mull again, church

Hit em so hard skin and bone start to merge

I'm winning cause ricky made my mistakes known

On our throne just trynna throw you a bone

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

Innumerable bone crosses and flying saucers

A flying tiger paw/bone cracks inside ur jaw

Had my niggas down so i’m screaming fuck the law

Seeps into my bone marrow and sharpens

Nowadays usually it's his pockets