This is a song about "Bone"

Gets older, bolder, and cold cause he's left alone

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

Finish line with the tire marks

I rake in loads of bone charms

My name is nick nack pattie wack give a dog a bone

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

With the temp near zero, frozen down to bone

The kings get killed very least overthrown

On our throne just trynna throw you a bone

Once considered a rogue, i was chilling alone

Better than college, after that, students home

Your words cut through me, like a knife through flesh and bone.

Come on girl, close your eyes pretend that your home

On our throne just trynna throw you a bone