This is a song about "Bones of the body"

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

The pain i feel, the sorrow that's hitting me is deep in my bones.

Fill up the body full of crosses

Let me cash you out , here hold this

Cause i'm out on motherfuckin bail

With parts of their body through the mail

As i'm dumping your body over the back of my yacht.

Picture that and they ain't fire not a single shot

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Never tame to any part of the body/

Figure this out, the king of the south, i'm poppin' bones from shotgun homes,

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

That act black / till the upper half of their body moves so far back

That i never had, but wrote it in my raps to make you mad

Dumped her unconscious body in the back of my car and drove away/

But habits have changed and i've been trying to change mine all the way