This is a song about "Bone"

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

For imitatin the off switch like i'm on top of my own

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

Innumerable bone crosses and flying saucers

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

But oh i can’t stay away, not never, your my home, home, home

I date a white girl soundin' black on the phone

With the temp near zero, frozen down to bone

I'm throwin you a bone

Mami told me son, hold your own

You gotta learn how to walk on your own

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

You gon' miss a good thing, end up bitter alone

On our throne just trynna throw you a bone

But use tomorrow as a mull again, church

Hit em so hard skin and bone start to merge