This is a song about "Ghost in houses"

Kill this faggot dahm then shoot at his ghost

But for long time i had gone cold

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

Looks like your just saw a ghost indeed

Apologizing for my actions, sometimes i get bored

Many houses vacant,projects been baking,new cliques and crews formed

I think there's a ghost

The truth shall be told

Shit then im ghost like casper/

Life’s a bitch and i feel her

Ye we skate and ye we hate do what we do to dodge the fakes

The houses can be more crazy than paranormal activity tapes.

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

Paparazzi in the trees, please curtains closed

I'll just be a fuckin ghost stuck in this beat i'm locked in

I give him a helpin' hand, bring him out to thugz mansion