This is a song about "Get ghost writer"

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

Every now and then i get the so called "writer block"

Like a ghost you come and go

Same bitches used to play me though

Goadome nikes, the cortazone of the poem writer

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

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

You heard my hip-hop when i was 16 years old

Pluck ya ace, take ya girl, fuck her face

And when the game tests you a true writer plays

You wanna make me mad? i'm a crime fighter line writer,

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

What do i really need

I'm a ghost, white as sheet

I've lost this game and it's haunting me like a ghost

I keep a broad beside me while i skate coast