This is a song about "Ghost hunters"

Im a ghost cant shake me, no escape the curse hovers

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

I'm a ghost, white as sheet

The drug that they brain need

Stay in your lane getting roaches, yeilding to hunters, "saying lemme poach this."

And i can't denyi had some bitches in new yorksome puerto rican bitches

Like a ghost you come and go

Ha, in your loophole though

Ya i'm ghost, know i'm lost

And i don't want

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

#right #see, #i'm #pisces, so i'll #march till i'm #ghost,

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

I keep a broad beside me while i skate coast

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

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold