This is a song about "Bone"

Look this the joint that could get me the spins

Seeps into my bone marrow and sharpens

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

I feel something change in the weather, and i’m home, home, home

Going so hard like bone marrow

Mmg chain, lookin' like a light show

You gotta learn how to walk on your own

Ill cut you and eat your flesh to the bone

Shit just makes me get cold stoned to the bone

This nigga jasper trying to get grown

I woulda done anything for my own

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

I rake in loads of bone charms

Please correct me, stretch marks