This is a song about "I wanna buy my mom a ghost"

Hiding behind a sheet like i ghost wrote

Ever since then i had no job

So i thanks for my mom

I got stacks all in my charm

Full of shit, like i ate that john

I finally got a girl, mom!/

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

Career cant shed a tear hey bring a beer jesus take the wheel as i ghost ride my whip yo

Apologizing for my actions, sometimes i get bored

I skateboard with my hoard to buy a fresh extension cord

I dont wanna live, i wish my mom had enough sence to pick up a coat hanger,

But not as bad as lookin' backwards wishin' that we hadn't been such of a damn disaster

I wanna buy grills so big you can put it on a crocodile smile

I’m at the altar sayin’ my vows, to this benjamin franklin pile

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

Tomorrow i think i might go buy a couple of private islands,