This is a song about "Ghost love"

Fearin what it show you, reality is gold

Kill this faggot dahm then shoot at his ghost

Bomaye, killa cam, my lord

Ya i'm ghost, know i'm lost

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

With keen flows.i'm known to rip rhymes you see letters floating in the air like ghost.

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

While these fake ignorant niggas are hiring ghost writers,

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

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

Couple broads wanna fuck, they should stay the night

Know it's right, supposed to fight, i boast, too ghost to write,

So would you please listen to what i'mma need from you

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

Turning to ground zero

Like a ghost you come and go