This is a song about "Haunts"

Haunts us like ghosts, 'till they come back to the old,

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

It haunts me every christmas eve

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

We can make more, make babies

It haunts me every christmas eve

Ma wars over but ma stress disorder still haunts me without closure

Felt like i'm free from all my sins when the service was over

Nostalgia's like a fricking curse that haunts you till you hit the dirt

And i'mma hold you down forever and appreciate the effort

Nostalgia's like a fricking curse that haunts you till you hit the dirt

Misunderstood, respected, so i give it all my effort

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

He loved her and her laughter still haunts him

Than the muse of a family

Blood on my palms, it haunts me