This is a song about "Ghost followers"

That remix flow, mocco bread, pg though

Like a ghost you come and go

Even when the skies is grey, and my money was low

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

I'm a ghost, white as sheet

I keep my money neat

Its youngmigokidd on this fuckin beat hit that gas call it ghost

I remember when i used to bust a mack with my eyes closed

Dude your bad at call of duty ghost

They forgot about the fourth coast

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

We forever be real, we'll never fold

Nah … i ain’t deaf in my ear

Ghost in the hook so real

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

That you offer them ones but they ain't let you