This is a song about "Ghost"

I've lost this game and it's haunting me like a ghost

Turn it upside down and open your legs if you're real cold

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

Looks like your just saw a ghost indeed

Was a ghost at the most, broke

I put it down your throat

If you could read between the lines come and get your issue

So call me pac man cos you're a ghost that's blue

Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold

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

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

Ghost-writers help you rhyme that's what lying discovers

She probably had a reason though

Like a ghost you come and go

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

Kill this faggot dahm then shoot at his ghost