This is a song about "Ghost followers"

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

I've mastered the rhyme factors after effacing actors-making artist ghost

Look how the buzz will grow

Like a ghost you come and go

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

Dude your bad at call of duty ghost

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million

For leaders and followers to uparm their vision

This shit would leave rosetta stoned

Kill this faggot dahm then shoot at his ghost

Unless your 'skin's winning, then i do it just to fucking boast

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

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Got followers and i'm not even a leader!

Kiss a dick and lick it little slick rick followers, swallow,

And my bitch is the type of bitch that's all about that dough