This is a song about "Bones of the bull"

The biggest lie ever told, was stick's and stone's may break my bones/

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Back and forth with this bull shit is this the prophecy

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

That is connected to wires hiding inside of my bones

And break your bones the way i do, come raw

Ok i’m wale but you can call me nada

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

With my hand under oath, i recite these quotes

Skin tone i wish i could take it back

Gash slash the rest, stomp listen to the bones crack

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

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