This is a song about "Broken bones"

And we crazy, homes

‘cause we can’t see your bones

We're like broken bones, a soaking rose that's grown in the streets,

On award tour, on excursions, i'm a virgin of swap meets

I got alotta phones

I'm predisposed to reap your bones

Leave emcees with broken bones, intellectual throne,

Come on girl, close your eyes pretend that your home

Cause you must have known, i can't trust the phones

Taking shots that rattle my bones,

Roll wit ace, khaled and them

Dropped side effect, wrecked, broken.

Woah there, woah there

Broken beyond repair,

So many kidnappings and rapes i collect their bones,

Fly nigga couldn't tell me nothing different homes