This is a song about "Ghost boners"

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead

Diagnosed for seeing a ghost at midnight next to the bed.

Hiding behind a sheet like i ghost wrote

I got that vicious flow, moncler winter coat

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

I go to the bathroom and a ghost inhabits the mirror

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

Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold

When i get to warwick avenue

You,niggas are like ghost with you

And now i'm at the crib all alone damn i miss you

So call me pac man cos you're a ghost that's blue

Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold

Scarin rappers like i was mixed with a wicked ghost

Ya i'm ghost, know i'm lost

He appreciates your support