This is a song about "Name of bones"

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

That is connected to wires hiding inside of my bones

I love that hour glass shape you got up on that frame

Cotton instead of a blend maybe your name

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Make a name for myself, be the artist of action

The name of the game is

We got to this

Like oh, when i see himi live a landslide occur when deers run

Don't think my name is lucifer like i'm a disciple of satan,

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

Now for a story of broken bones

King of the block, niggas know my name

They calling me the hottest in the game

Figure this out, the king of the south, i'm poppin' bones from shotgun homes,

At the same damn time, gettin' hit on by a couple hoes