This is a song about "Ghost in houses"

Fulfilling voids of broke d-boys sellin' weed

Looks like your just saw a ghost indeed

Shit then im ghost like casper/

Wolf gang be on that wrist split splatter

Fearin what it show you, reality is gold

Kill this faggot dahm then shoot at his ghost

Flaunted spouses, and haunted houses

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Ghost in the hook so real

Leave your inhibitions here

Hiding behind a sheet like i ghost wrote

To soho, baby milo so dope

The houses can be more crazy than paranormal activity tapes.

Watch the great life take the wayside and just the sickness remains

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold

They would have thought you saw a ghost