This is a song about "Bone"

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

Shit just makes me get cold stoned to the bone

Now i'm in the zone

I'm throwin you a bone

But lucifer's the one that wanted you, he threw the dog a bone,

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

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

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

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

Late night to the early morn, i been such a rolling stone

Gotta handle your own

But now she's all flesh and bone

But i be like for real, just pick up that phone

My best friend just leave me and he was my back bone

You didnt do it for love you did it dause you grew a bone

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