This is a song about "Bone"

Young money, cash money so strong, keep scorin’, i’ma bring it on home

But a pole position you couldn't hold, not even your own wooden bone

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Innumerable bone crosses and flying saucers

Now momma told me be careful who you love

Bone her, cause she said i could bone it as a bonus,

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

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

Middle finger up, to the mother fucking law

A flying tiger paw/bone cracks inside ur jaw

Bad bitches never loved them though

Going so hard like bone marrow

Be shy when we're all alone

And one bitch who bad to the bone

Once considered a rogue, i was chilling alone

On our throne just trynna throw you a bone