This is a song about "Ghost boners"

Wolf gang be on that wrist split splatter

Shit then im ghost like casper/

I go to the bathroom and a ghost inhabits the mirror

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

They forgot about the fourth coast

I think there's a ghost

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

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

Scarin rappers like i was mixed with a wicked ghost

Ghost in the hook so real

Hopin' when this bread get here

Keeping you scared you'll be pale and white as a ghost.

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold

Kill this faggot dahm then shoot at his ghost

Fearin what it show you, reality is gold