This is a song about "Dan litch"

Dan ghostt, i'm back with no trace,

Just know that i'm always

Run to the forest like lieutenant dan,

Fire in the hand, supplier of the man

Now you've had a glimpse inside the ill mind of dan bull

All the possessions you possess, and they can't keep your spirit full

And just in time your head is mine

Dan ghostt always on his grind, when i rhyme,

I know we did something wrong,but it gone for so long dan

Got patron sippin' in my cup, hey, where's your man

So slow it down dan he didnt deserve this treat

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet