This is a song about "I m ghost"

It is religious conquest i`m trying to pursue

I just reflect on how i ain't met you, yet boo

Hey y'all i''m sick like necrophiliacs in graveyards

Rule had a run, couple movie parts

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

Scarin rappers like i was mixed with a wicked ghost

I battle more hard then the ghost of mozart,

This for my niggas that really rap hard

I m not making u feel that u r my dear...

My pistol close in handconvinced this is my year

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

I’m no ghost, but i feel invisible

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

I go to the bathroom and a ghost inhabits the mirror

Heavy weed smoker, get ounces for free

Now i m gonna tell u a real story....