This is a song about "A ghost in my past"

And that you should beware of a girl with my past.

Say she like my style but i talk too fast

I put a condom on my heart, i don't be feeling shit

That is i cant go past a mirror without lookin in it

About disaster in the world and

I don't even have a clue about my past,

Not too close cause i dont wanna be a ghost my soul on a stick burnt marshmallow roast

With keen flows.i'm known to rip rhymes you see letters floating in the air like ghost.

Rolling a double rhouse full of happiness, weed and drank

Let me tell you all a story of my ignorant past

Hiding behind a sheet like i ghost wrote

You pay your favorite stripper car note

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

My past isn't tragic, but i've got a couple of skeletons in my attic

And in my mind's eye i see this place, the players go in fast

I reflect the past, i remember last living in a semi detached,