This is a song about "Bone"

Hit em so hard skin and bone start to merge

But use tomorrow as a mull again, church

On our throne just trynna throw you a bone

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

Ill cut you and eat your flesh to the bone

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

Inhibitions is gone, she just want to be known

My name is nick nack pattie wack give a dog a bone

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

I woulda done anything for my own

Playin with fire is a danger zone

On our throne just trynna throw you a bone

Seeps into my bone marrow and sharpens

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

Everything is subject to change like broken dollars

Innumerable bone crosses and flying saucers