This is a song about "Bone"

Ill cut you and eat your flesh to the bone

But i be like for real, just pick up that phone

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

Now y’all better leave me alone, got license for my chrome

But use tomorrow as a mull again, church

Hit em so hard skin and bone start to merge

On our throne just trynna throw you a bone

Proud of it all defensive fuck i'm rocking alone

Going so hard like bone marrow

Scab, fix up look shop joe

Innumerable bone crosses and flying saucers

I refuse to be another being on this earth

They giving me pounds and thats of course getting money

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