This is a song about "Face bones"

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

Yet god bless them, if he'll 'front his bled bones

That is connected to wires hiding inside of my bones

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

Please correct me, stretch marks

I'll break your bones in both arms

Behemoth brontosaurus bones boil in tar baths

Cause he tried to educate and liberate all blacks

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes

Im clean and slick, i crack bones, and stab bones, and ass bones

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

Radical cannibal snappin bones there goes ya clavicle

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

Fly nigga couldn't tell me nothing different homes

‘cause we can’t see your bones

Patron black, uh, patron jones