This is a song about "Ghost lamborghini"

Angle these beats like a pentagon

Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on

At this love thing toe to toe

Like a ghost you come and go

Where i from, it get cold

I think there's a ghost

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

Scarin rappers like i was mixed with a wicked ghost

Rev up the lamborghini, and hail it for you

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

Ghost and obnoxious youth, pimps, dealers, thieves,

Goin crazy, i might be no sleep having light dreams

I'm a ghost, white as sheet

This is the concrete

Diagnosed for seeing a ghost at midnight next to the bed.

Actions speak louder than words, let me try this shit, dead