This is a song about "Ghosts mom"

Landed on my ass not even touching the ghosts skin

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

"ey, mom grab the hatchet"

You don't mean that, you faggot

But did you think about your mom,

These bitches appear quicker than state farm

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

How can monsters and demons and ghosts and shit scare me

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

So i'm a take that rubber off, i wouldn't mind having babies

I'll get to em when i land

Seeing ghosts from the past

Through the walls these ghosts drown

I'm not coming down