This is a song about "Bone"

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons

Seeps into my bone marrow and sharpens

With the temp near zero, frozen down to bone

And one day you're gone grow to be a rolling stone

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

Now y’all better leave me alone, got license for my chrome

Born alone, work alone, die alone

Shit just makes me get cold stoned to the bone

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

I'll be bugs with no carrot a dog without a bone.

I'm throwin you a bone

That he dont even own

I rake in loads of bone charms

Lord, you're so pretty, lying in my arms