This is a song about "Bone"

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

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

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

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

Proud of it all defensive fuck i'm rocking alone

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

Even if i roll i'm a forever going to be home

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

Shit just makes me get cold stoned to the bone

So is dr. j and moses malone

Come on girl, close your eyes pretend that your home

On our throne just trynna throw you a bone

A flying tiger paw/bone cracks inside ur jaw

So en garde, my god we got these artists in awe

I rake in loads of bone charms

I got these tats all on my arms