This is a song about "Ghost"

Seein' dreams in they sleep

I'm a ghost, white as sheet

Say bye bye to her

Shit then im ghost like casper/

I think there's a ghost

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

Ain't no gimmick with the flow

Like a ghost you come and go

And good henny make a nigga just want you tonight

Know it's right, supposed to fight, i boast, too ghost to write,

Rack city, rack city she need a shovel

I’m no ghost, but i feel invisible

Scarin rappers like i was mixed with a wicked ghost

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

For this, i thank the lord

Ya i'm ghost, know i'm lost