This is a song about "Brittle bones and teeth"

Stay with me for too long and your teeth will decay

Like michael jackson, how you do me this way

But i'd just rather 2-step, like my first steps

Brush my teeth and comb my fucking chin hairs

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

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

And if the family sees you again they might just start picking bones,

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

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

Looking out to prove something, and ready for popping bones,

Fly nigga couldn't tell me nothing different homes

Not for the weak, frail, and brittle

Ok just listen up a little

But music is in my veins, bones, flesh and

Don’t i talk nasty, she don’t know my government