This is a song about "Bone"

I'll whip a 750 if it's black on chrome

Shit just makes me get cold stoned to the bone

You walking down the block, he got shot, you are no eye witness

Bone her, cause she said i could bone it as a bonus,

If we don't fix this then you'll see the same things

Seeps into my bone marrow and sharpens

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

I woulda done anything for my own

Driver drop me off at dulles im headed to some money

Here i'm nothing but a backward bone-mugging urban bee

On our throne just trynna throw you a bone

Say what you want i'm immature like roger go home

Mami told me son, hold your own

Ill cut you and eat your flesh to the bone

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

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