This is a song about "I am a ghost"

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

Scarin rappers like i was mixed with a wicked ghost

I skip to places, smiling faces, while you fucking walk

I have no respect for a ghost, you can battle and back talk,

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

I go to the bathroom and a ghost inhabits the mirror

Momma said i am a hell

Let me call that hotel

Fuck fame, fuck money

I am proclaiming a change see

He's already lost his pride, he'll turn white like a ghost

Unless your 'skin's winning, then i do it just to fucking boast