This is a song about "Ghost handjobs"

Ghost-writers help you rhyme that's what lying discovers

Probably fuck up your budget, yea, i’m playing with numbers

I've lost this game and it's haunting me like a ghost

Nudies and some j six, where i’m from it’s cold

Yo she think my steering wheel on the wrong side

Know it's right, supposed to fight, i boast, too ghost to write,

We all dream one day we be kings and queens

Ghost and obnoxious youth, pimps, dealers, thieves,

You heard my hip-hop when i was 16 years old

Kill this faggot dahm then shoot at his ghost

Dude your bad at call of duty ghost

And my regime includes east coast

Like a ghost you come and go

Ok you think a nigga shallow

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

There's no connection, so they're not supporting you