This is a song about "Dan on xans"

Dan ghostt, i'm back with no trace,

And i just love your flashy ways

New message from mom

Man it goes on and on

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Bleeding on the carpet, drooling on my chin

I could go on and on and on for hours,

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

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

You know i spit that sick shit and there’s still no cure

Your on fire.. your on fire

And i just want to hold her

You cant grab on whats on the news

Yeah, look here i pay dues

See i give my heart to an unforgiven genre where passion is frowned upon

Not even on psychedelics today but i'm tripping on whats going on