This is a song about "Haunted"

Not even on the distance factor chicks who pick the rapper

Haunted elements and answers in the eloquence of cancer

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

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

We gonna ball all year, nigga know that

Rap pad was forever haunted

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

Choices make it pointless haunted things in my bed,

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

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Hiding the emotions that once haunted me

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

Flaunted spouses, and haunted houses

Roll it up and ensure that everything's fat

My fuckin house was haunted so i haunted it back