This is a song about "Bone"

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

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

With the temp near zero, frozen down to bone

Whining and complaining about when you coming home

Shit just makes me get cold stoned to the bone

Gets older, bolder, and cold cause he's left alone

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

It's double mg but i'm 'bout that cash money like baby

That he dont even own

I'm throwin you a bone

A flying tiger paw/bone cracks inside ur jaw

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

I'm definitely in a class of my own

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