This is a song about "A ghost circus"

They would have thought you saw a ghost

But for long time i had gone cold

I'm evolving in these particular skills, others devolve yet have a similar will.

You're a circus act, more worthless crap than a napping mexican i can refill

What, what ... project shit what

Lead the way, got ghost to pop a slug

You're like the sun and winter, my pot of gold

Keeping you scared you'll be pale and white as a ghost.

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

He's already lost his pride, he'll turn white like a ghost

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

Why arent kangaroos in the circus

And my bitch is the type of bitch that's all about that dough

You’re a invicible ghost, can’t even hear the stereo,

Guess it's something like your girl, nigga it ain't came yet

Diagnosed for seeing a ghost at midnight next to the bed.