This is a song about "Ghost"

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed

Scarin rappers like i was mixed with a wicked ghost

Kill this faggot dahm then shoot at his ghost

I’m sayin’ that i know, revealing them most

Shit then im ghost like casper/

So that don't even matter

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

Ghost-writers help you rhyme that's what lying discovers

I think there's a ghost

And my regime includes east coast

Im a ghost cant shake me, no escape the curse hovers

Girls will love you for your cross they ain't jesus lovers

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

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

Dude your bad at call of duty ghost