This is a song about "Bone"

Please correct me, stretch marks

I rake in loads of bone charms

But now she's all flesh and bone

Before i leave home

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

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see

Upholstered with dead remnants of muscle and bone

For the dough you'll be like doe, stuck at home

Born alone, work alone, die alone

On our throne just trynna throw you a bone

My name is nick nack pattie wack give a dog a bone

Fuck the source, i'm on cover of rolling stone

She ain't tryna go low, go head home

On our throne just trynna throw you a bone