This is a song about "Ghosts in my heart"

Shaking to falling apart, a gaping galling hole in my heart

This for my people that stressing whenever times is hard

In my heart you'll always maintain.

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

Even though you aint here now you will stay in my heart,

But shit, let me explain- it's because times been hard

Instead of cutting my heart in half, you cut it in thirds,

Money never ever hurt 'cuz rapping got a lot of perks

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

Cause i got that skill in my mind, got the rhythm in my heart

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

Got bitches on mollies, they rollin' all night

This is to my unborn child

In my heart and in my mind

Saying they this and that

Both, my soul and heart up in it