This is a song about "Ghosts"

If we do the unthinkable would it make us look crazy

One of the ghosts lunged with speed and went inside of me

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

How can monsters and demons and ghosts and shit scare me

Ghosts in the hook so damn real

All my love to these queens in here

Was he stressing you, wasn’t fucking you right

Now i see the ghosts of my past they're white

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

Haunts us like ghosts, 'till they come back to the old,

Permanently focused, learning while i'm going

Landed on my ass not even touching the ghosts skin

Seeing ghosts from the past

Fucking hoes, no strings attached

So now you can mourn for your fam while im back home playing cod ghosts all day,

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play