This is a song about "Getting lost on halloween"

But inside of my pocket is a dollar plus a dream

Wish to stop ma future from being a halloween

40 on my face, getting cash

Goddamn your ex-man is a dumb ass

But on some real shit, fuck getting high

Balling in herrrrrrre let-let-let-let it fly

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

Yeah late at night, when i got the phone call and made a right

If his girl insist on getting sick

But it seems like a scene outta flick

But on the block, you're just another kid who got lost

Lookin’ at my rollie, ’bout thirty grand what that cost

On halloween day we didnt even have no pumpkins

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

She tell you that's a lie, lie, lie

On some real shit, fuck getting high