This is a song about "Skeletal bones"

That they probably be in the closet of old folks

That is connected to wires hiding inside of my bones

Sittin' up in project hallways, crankin' bass, smokin' bones,

I take tokes while you little niggas take notes

My heart too dark, i’m so gone, delete my phone

Fracturing bones, acting irrational on my own

Taking shots that rattle my bones,

Patron black, uh, patron jones

So many kidnappings and rapes i collect their bones,

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

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

With my hand under oath, i recite these quotes

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Don't talk slick boy ya bones get'em fracture

Came out the game, full stomach and some bones

If we ain't right and always at the throats