This is a song about "Nasal bone"

For imitatin the off switch like i'm on top of my own

I'll be bugs with no carrot a dog without a bone.

On the tissue like other nasal germs

I've become immune to you no name haters

I date a white girl soundin' black on the phone

Upholstered with dead remnants of muscle and bone

But now she's all flesh and bone

Far away from home

Please correct me, stretch marks

I rake in loads of bone charms

I'll whip a 750 if it's black on chrome

On our throne just trynna throw you a 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

My name is nick nack pattie wack give a dog a bone

Inhibitions is gone, she just want to be known