This is a song about "Stupid bones"

-he is here, he's in my bones

Funny, right? ha-ha, this shit's jokes

She got that good good

My rap does sound stupid,

So many kidnappings and rapes i collect their bones,

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

With my hand under oath, i recite these quotes

They make me want to break my neck, all those bones.

Got to the end of the tunnel

My bones are all flexible

Radical cannibal snappin bones there goes ya clavicle

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

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

Instead they talking bout some thunderstorm, cyclones

How dare you call me stupid!

I just wanna be higher than that