This is a song about "Ghosts"

But since whitley gilbert and jada pinkett my world been different

Letters of ghosts written to better invoke redder than hulk ready in bulk

Ghosts in the hook so damn real

Cee said, oaknair finna be here

Lord, you're so pretty, lying in my arms

Silent ghosts can still leave marks.

These ghosts appeared and they look like they wanna smash my face

I’m a sinner, jesus christ, please forgive me for my ways

Never felt better chillin with buds on ghosts with a vector shooting thugs

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Seeing ghosts from the past

Fucking hoes, no strings attached

Through the walls these ghosts drown

I'm not coming down

Scared shitless, i ran towards the ghosts, going white as teeth

So i got my camera on your cameltoe say cheese