This is a song about "T bone"

Going so hard like bone marrow

That's why i'm in the club like fuck it, though

Your words cut through me, like a knife through flesh and bone.

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

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

But most of the time

Chicken bone, not a phone, chicken bone, not a phone

You gon' miss a good thing, end up bitter alone

Say what you want i'm immature like roger go home

On our throne just trynna throw you a bone

But now she's all flesh and bone

Shit ain’t better alone