This is a song about "Rickets the bone disease"

Of felons, killers and monsters, so revealing and honest

The disease of the wordsmith hidden inside of the mist

But the head pounds, mind cooks like i found a disease that's venereal

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

My weed and my broad exotic with no seeds

It's been chaos at the scene, survived through the disease

Ashamed if it - words that cut deep to the bone marrow

I'm an odd fellow, the opposite of mellow

But lucifer's the one that wanted you, he threw the dog a bone,

Though surrounded by an entourage, i feel like i'm alone

With the temp near zero, frozen down to bone

This nigga jasper trying to get grown

Grow a spinal bone, there ain't no such thing as the friend zone

Now y’all better leave me alone, got license for my chrome

It annoys me to the point of clawing arm and bone to reach a mental zone

But oh i can’t stay away, not never, your my home, home, home