This is a song about "Haunted house"

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

Sometimes we overlook the fact that we be ridin' hard on our sisters

My garage full of cars that bounce

Know i go ham lika brick house/

Should have avoided my temptation instead of my vows

Than other people do in their entire house

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

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

And i ain't trying to land

600 benz, house six hundred grand

Know i just call it head phone

In my house i'm all alone

Dreamin big wanna have nice cars big house

From the projects to the penthouse

Haunted elements and answers in the eloquence of cancer

I get it crackin' like the lips of a nigger, actor