This is a song about "Ghost hands"

Cause if i shoot blanks, oops, thanks

You will join, into destiny's hands

Hiding behind a sheet like i ghost wrote

Lifestyles of the young and the broke

I think there's a ghost

Women front, they get its cold

I'mma sip moscato and you gon' lose them pants

Imagine life in a maniacs hands,

Ur strength slipping from both hands/

In the t.dot i'm a soldier with ranks

Like a ghost you come and go

My niggas is winning though

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

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

I’m no ghost, but i feel invisible

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will