This is a song about "Haunted schools"

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

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

When schools do charity, assuming that apparently,

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

Haunted elements and answers in the eloquence of cancer

Instead of putting money towards the schools for todays band of kids

And we don't fucking make horrorcore, you fucking idiots

I'm in high rhymes schools your're in third

No rubber sole, hardwood bastard

In public schools the kids beat up when seeing shook whites,

Black on black nikes that represent the lifeless lives

That's why they salty every where i swear its like a snow day

Who 's the say i won't rule one day and open the schools and say

Came home shit is real niggas still in the trap

My fuckin house was haunted so i haunted it back