This is a song about "Viking blood norwegian bone"

She likes the way it hits her lips

Seeps into my bone marrow and sharpens

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

Here i'm nothing but a backward bone-mugging urban bee

But use tomorrow as a mull again, church

Hit em so hard skin and bone start to merge

I'm looking down on you fakes whilst on my throne throwin yous a bone.

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

With the temp near zero, frozen down to bone

Proud of it all defensive fuck i'm rocking alone

On our throne just trynna throw you a bone

I got a love jones for your body and skin tone

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

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

Going so hard like bone marrow

Double m g forever though