This is a song about "Nasal bone"

So i parked in a tow-away zone

Ill cut you and eat your flesh to the bone

On the tissue like other nasal germs

Better yet they work my every nerve

Far away from home

But now she's all flesh and bone

But my vision has inclined to some interscope, and its home

But a pole position you couldn't hold, not even your own wooden bone

And all these peasant motherfuckers take shots at the throne

My best friend just leave me and he was my back bone

Said fifty for a song, and they won’t leave me alone

On our throne just trynna throw you a bone

Grandma called, see me on the billboards around the city

Here i'm nothing but a backward bone-mugging urban bee

Going so hard like bone marrow

Wale dc said we on joe