This is a song about "Ghost mob"

Shit then im ghost like casper/

That don’t mean i’ma stunt her

I got rhymes for days nigga i'm cold

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

Sometimes i think, what i need

I'm a ghost, white as sheet

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

I'm in college now got the professors to mob with me

Can’t tell your girl so she the center fold

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

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

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

Hold up call it prime time, hold up i'm a mob bomb.

It's cole, won't lie, won't stop 'til the race is won

Uh, yeah, hot damn, here we go again

It's like mob time we pay them