This is a song about "Bone"

But now she's all flesh and bone

And it's well known that rell home

Late night to the early morn, i've been such a rolling stone

Upholstered with dead remnants of muscle and bone

First i have potential, now i got them answers

Innumerable bone crosses and flying saucers

And one bitch who bad to the bone

Yeah, you can tell em i’m home

But oh i can’t stay away, not never, your my home, home, home

Well to each his own, gilly off the dome, it's like from wheat to bone

Finish line with the tire marks

I rake in loads of bone charms

I don't need no fucking throne

I'm throwin you a bone

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

I'm winning cause ricky made my mistakes known