This is a song about "Clavicle scapula ribs sternum cervical vertebrae thoracic vertebrae lumbar vertebrae sacrum and coccyx"

Then i slammed her on her back 'til her vertebrae broke

This is ace, wolf is in the back with travis snortin' coke

Beautiful are thou, africa

Umm made her ribs snap nigga,

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

Always asking to eat her spinach dip, then after, we eat her ribs,

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Shit, that birkin bag make the old dude mad

Kick to the chest, your ribs go crack

And inhospitable,

I'm like roots, you a new shovel

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Middle finger up ready to rip out all ya ribs

You were just found with eight bullets in your left ribs

Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix