This is a song about "Ghost mob"

As: can’t wait to pork your mom

We in the mob im the don,

Ya i'm ghost, know i'm lost

Tell me anything you want

I think there's a ghost

I mean of course just the same old

This walkin' time bomb has enough bars to kill a mob

The beggars can't borrow, the record sales drop

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

The mass murder mob, with plots of kidnapping cops

No job, got robbed, by the mob, i sobbed.

Hi my name is bob and i work at my job

Like a ghost you come and go

Get rough with me, that night flow

I was a black sheep, but now i'm just a goat

Hiding behind a sheet like i ghost wrote