This is a song about "Dan stott"

Dan ghostt always on his grind, when i rhyme,

If the bitch bad i could pass you a dime

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

Dan ghostt with the heavenly forces that wraparound him.

Baby got that super bass

Dan ghostt, i'm back with no trace,

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

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

So slow it down dan he didnt deserve this treat

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

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

Better pray that this chopper jam like a radio single, man

Run to the forest like lieutenant dan,

And they respect that, say that i'm real man