This is a song about "Bone"

On our throne just trynna throw you a bone

You gotta learn how to walk on your own

And firm his beliefs... his heart made of stone

With the temp near zero, frozen down to bone

And all these peasant motherfuckers take shots at the throne

Well to each his own, gilly off the dome, it's like from wheat to bone

Middle finger up, to the mother fucking law

A flying tiger paw/bone cracks inside ur jaw

And it's well known that rell home

And one bitch who bad to the bone

Say what you want i'm immature like roger go home

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

I date a white girl soundin' black on the phone

My best friend just leave me and he was my back bone

It's time to turn the streets into a war zone

On our throne just trynna throw you a bone