This is a song about "Ghost kr3w"

While these fake ignorant niggas are hiring ghost writers,

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

Rev up the lamborghini, and hail it for you

So call me pac man cos you're a ghost that's blue

Lead the way, got ghost to pop a slug

Had to d up like all in a titty cup

Dude your bad at call of duty ghost

I say that the pool is closed

Kill this faggot dahm then shoot at his ghost

After every show, a dream she hold

I've mastered the rhyme factors after effacing actors-making artist ghost

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

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

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

Ghost-writers help you rhyme that's what lying discovers