This is a song about "Bone"

And missin' for the nightman this shit is just that easy

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

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

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

That why when he outta town i make sure she is not alone

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

A flying tiger paw/bone cracks inside ur jaw

Middle finger up, to the mother fucking law

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

It's time to turn the streets into a war zone

Don’t hit my twitter, leave me alone

On our throne just trynna throw you a bone

I rake in loads of bone charms

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