This is a song about "Bone"

Upholstered with dead remnants of muscle and bone

Better than college, after that, students home

And one bitch who bad to the bone

So is dr. j and moses malone

On our throne just trynna throw you a bone

Said fifty for a song, and they won’t leave me alone

Please sugar don't come alone

I'm throwin you a bone

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

The streets in need of a king, you can tell 'em i’m home

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home

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

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

For the dough you'll be like doe, stuck at home

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

Seeps into my bone marrow and sharpens