This is a song about "Ghost of flea"

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

Its youngmigokidd on this fuckin beat hit that gas call it 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

When i say i don't tick me off or you'll be forced to flea

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

I'm in the middle of a bad bitch sandwich, yea

If i bomb on saturday you know she flea by sunday

Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit

No respect for a ghost, best of the flows, squeeze and pull it,

You irritating, a flea,

And niggas flashing crazy

When i count to three, you flea

That's why i'm makin' money

Scarin rappers like i was mixed with a wicked ghost

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold