This is a song about "Ghost squad vs all"

Cus isn't me, vs you producing misery?

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Tho' memories fadei got your name tated on my arm

Or did i sprout a new arm, cat squad causing all this harm,

Seems either love or hatred/ nah more like its tension vs patience

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

I'm a ghost, white as sheet

Last of a dying breed

It used to be all about "west coast vs east coast"//

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

Pockets probably like fried food

The squad with us, no troop

This is why her nigga mad

845 brick squad on the track/