This is a song about "Bones"

Fracturing bones, acting irrational on my own

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

I'll break your bones in both arms

You haters put up your guards

Instead they talking bout some thunderstorm, cyclones

I light up the mic like it's kush or i'm smokin' bones,

A criminal grind mean hustle

My bones are all flexible

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

I've been doing this hip-hop, i'll do it 'till i'm skull and bones,

With my hand under oath, i recite these quotes

Yet god bless them, if he'll 'front his bled bones

Leave emcees with broken bones, intellectual throne,

Out in haiti, adolescents barely have a home

So we sit like an hopeless soul with broken bones

At least after your bid, ain't no student loans