This is a song about "Bone"

I'm throwin you a bone

Be shy when we're all alone

A flying tiger paw/bone cracks inside ur jaw

Had my niggas down so i’m screaming fuck the law

The kings get killed very least overthrown

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

Upholstered with dead remnants of muscle and bone

Hit towns with coke, a .45 blue as chrome

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

Said fifty for a song, and they won’t leave me alone

Hit em so hard skin and bone start to merge

But use tomorrow as a mull again, church

Though surrounded by an entourage, i feel like i'm alone

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