This is a song about "Bone"

With the temp near zero, frozen down to bone

Whining and complaining about when you coming home

Finish line with the tire marks

I rake in loads of bone charms

Shit just makes me get cold stoned to the bone

So is dr. j and moses malone

Going so hard like bone marrow

Ran outside to see the big show

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

Innumerable bone crosses and flying saucers

Proud of it all defensive fuck i'm rocking alone

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

But oh i can’t stay away, not never, your my home, home, home

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