This is a song about "Break a bone"

Young black male, crack sales got me three strikes

Here, i'll throw you a bone. here's a word of advice:

My name is nick nack pattie wack give a dog a bone

Come on girl, close your eyes pretend that your home

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Break a bat, where’s the wolf?

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

You have highlights about your life, i have lights 'bout my high life bitch

But a pole position you couldn't hold, not even your own wooden bone

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

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

Chicken bone, not a phone, is anybody out there?!

Cause a nigga main joint wanna do my hair