This is a song about "Bone"

Drink whatever's left, kill the pussy, tombstone

On our throne just trynna throw you a bone

Fuck the source, i'm on cover of rolling stone

Shit just makes me get cold stoned to the bone

Tell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home

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

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

I'm taking women to heaven and then i take em home

Inhibitions is gone, she just want to be known

On our throne just trynna throw you a bone

Upholstered with dead remnants of muscle and bone

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

But now she's all flesh and bone

Shit ain’t better alone

Ill cut you and eat your flesh to the bone

Whenever i'm through, you already on the phone