This is a song about "Ghost squad runnin and gunnin"

Heard you runnin your mouth and bumpen your gums

He bought me a hoodie, a couple albums

Where i from, it get cold

I think there's a ghost

Something like rihanna while i’m up in that vagina

And even though most dads think they bossen, y'all are really runnin the

So in the mean time, keep it moving or accept that

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

845 brick squad on the track/

I'm about to snap

Stopped runnin from my demons, now we play cards and shit

Whoa yo, yo.. no homo, i'm not gay, faggot

I leave this and hope god see my heart is pure

My squad full of g's and l's, like bus schedule