This is a song about "Ghost kr3w"

You’re a invicible ghost, can’t even hear the stereo,

You are now face to face with a thorough pharaoh who be down on death row

It was my fault

Ya i'm ghost, know i'm lost

And my regime includes east coast

They would have thought you saw a ghost

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

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

So anything do is everything to you

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

I'mma do this fast or slow

Like a ghost you come and go

Looks like your just saw a ghost indeed

Niggas is unifying as we speak

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

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