This is a song about "Getting lost on halloween"

Now im getting them on

That's word to my mom

Aint nobody getting shot up on the block

As long as we're cooperating with god

I be ballin, they wonder why

But on some real shit, fuck getting high

The binocularsha ha ha ha, yeah nigga time to ride

I'm lost for words from the wire pasted on her backside

Focus on getting educated, not gang affiliated,

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

I feel goodgot some time off, girl, it's been so long

You may feel like a lost book on the top shelf foregone

Wish to stop ma future from being a halloween

Of thinkinthese, are the dreams of a young teen

This nigga, look at this fuckin' nigga lips, dog

Be the next bloody dude on the halloween catalog