This is a song about "Haunted"

The look of no hope on my niggas' faces

Flaunted spouses, and haunted houses

Always got a song to do can't get along it's true

Never ending thoughts of how my taunts and how i haunted you

Talking shit, taunting feels like i'm being haunted feel empty like desserts

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

Never run out or get exhausted, feel haunted by my own success

Rap pad was forever haunted

Because there ain't no coming back from that

Haunted elements and answers in the eloquence of cancer

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

Bob marley marvin and marcus

Comes out my haunted conscious

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

Choices make it pointless haunted things in my bed,