This is a song about "Bone"

Ill cut you and eat your flesh to the bone

And firm his beliefs... his heart made of stone

You didnt do it for love you did it dause you grew a bone

Paparazzi, magazines: please leave me alone

On our throne just trynna throw you a bone

Whining and complaining about when you coming home

With the temp near zero, frozen down to bone

Inhibitions is gone, she just want to be known

Shit just makes me get cold stoned to the bone

Fuck the source, i'm on cover of rolling stone

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

But lucifer's the one that wanted you, he threw the dog a bone,

I'm taking women to heaven and then i take em home

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

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

And all these peasant motherfuckers take shots at the throne