This is a song about "Ghost girls in houses"

Moving houses for supposed whores

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

In 3 months im headed to boot camp, girls say im cool

All the while my mom askin' why i'm truant at school

I'll just be a fuckin ghost stuck in this beat i'm locked in

Better or worse, the center of attention

A bunch thirsty girls in this club look at they throat

I was a black sheep, but now i'm just a goat

They say i walk around like i got a s on my chest

The rest is in my mouth, including your girls breast

Oh yeah we're old as fuck, we didn't have our glasses

When i dream about girls i wake up in piss,