This is a song about "Ghost love"

All you need is your passport

Ya i'm ghost, know i'm lost

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

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

You,niggas are like ghost with you

It's really not an issue

Keeping you scared you'll be pale and white as a ghost.

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

#right #see, #i'm #pisces, so i'll #march till i'm #ghost,

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

While these fake ignorant niggas are hiring ghost writers,

Everything ain't what it seems

Ghost and obnoxious youth, pimps, dealers, thieves,

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

Its youngmigokidd on this fuckin beat hit that gas call it ghost