This is a song about "Im ghost"

Ghost-writers help you rhyme that's what lying discovers

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

You,niggas are like ghost with you

I live the street life, ya heard? guns, money and birds

While these fake ignorant niggas are hiring ghost writers,

Nightmare on any street

I'm a ghost, white as sheet

Hiding behind a sheet like i ghost wrote

I bet you've never seen a pig fly, nope

Like a ghost you come and go

No, just put us on death row

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

Lead the way, got ghost to pop a slug

And my regime includes east coast

They would have thought you saw a ghost