This is a song about "Ghost in houses"

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

I think there's a ghost

They would have thought you saw a ghost

Where i from, it get cold

Scarin rappers like i was mixed with a wicked ghost

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

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

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

Flaunted spouses, and haunted houses

She need now, she ain't never needed love

Sometimes i think, what i need

Looks like your just saw a ghost indeed

And talk about houses that they’ve burned to grounds,

And i'm as high as deion feet is headed to the house