This is a song about "Bone"

Don’t hit my twitter, leave me alone

On our throne just trynna throw you a bone

Yeah, you can tell em i’m home

I'm throwin you a bone

Upholstered with dead remnants of muscle and bone

My heart too dark, i’m so gone, delete my phone

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

I'll be bugs with no carrot a dog without a bone.

The kings get killed very least overthrown

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

Witnessing what i did for d.c. though

Going so hard like bone marrow

I'm definitely in a class of my own

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