This is a song about "Bone"

Whining and complaining about when you coming home

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

Late night to the early morn, i been such a rolling stone

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

Out in haiti, adolescents barely have a home

I'm looking down on you fakes whilst on my throne throwin yous a bone.

Hit em so hard skin and bone start to merge

But use tomorrow as a mull again, church

You gotta learn how to walk on your own

Upholstered with dead remnants of muscle and bone

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

Inhibitions is gone, she just want to be known

Jt: my mom’s been so alone

And one bitch who bad to the bone

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

Innumerable bone crosses and flying saucers