This is a song about "Bone"

I date a white girl soundin' black on the phone

Upholstered with dead remnants of muscle and bone

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

Even if i roll i'm a forever going to be home

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

It's time to turn the streets into a war zone

This nigga jasper trying to get grown

Shit just makes me get cold stoned to the bone

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

Paparazzi, magazines: please leave me alone

Seeps into my bone marrow and sharpens

But my squad like the 72' dolphins

But now she's all flesh and bone

On my way back home