This is a song about "Haunt"

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

Too, and i now i know what to do, ima haunt you, and taunt you, ima throw you

*devil* is rap what you want? is that what you haunt?

Say the word and i'mma give you what you want

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

I know it'll haunt me soon, but right now i'm stepping to my own tune. beats

Without her i'd be lost..being with her comes at a cost..thoughts of losing her haunt me the most/

Truth be told, i'm only seventeen years old, my heart is bold, i keep tryin to stay gold,

Because of painful memories that haunt me when people judged,

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

So remeber my words so they can haunt ya

My momma a og which makes me a don dada

Hold up now don’t get it twisted, i ain't hating, do your thing

It can't hurt you, but can haunt you if you don't act on trying

It will always come back and haunt me

High heel wearer, hell of a body