This is a song about "Break a bone"

A do clown that foxtrot break

Way to much right here is at stake

And all these peasant motherfuckers take shots at the throne

Your words cut through me, like a knife through flesh and bone.

Said fifty for a song, and they won’t leave me alone

Grow a spinal bone, there ain't no such thing as the friend zone

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

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

Is the chick ain't even have brains, dummy like a bitch

I can't stop it, a meta-phorical bone-marrow switch

Epic, they used to feed me detours

Break a bat, where’s the wolf?

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

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family