This is a song about "Makeing something outta your self"

Ghost in the hook so real

Move your shit outta here

Uh, you gotta get in line, hop

Shoot your self-esteem, put you on the spot

They at the same spot they making no progress

Youre outta your nature while i here startin fresh

Hope u get your self into some serious fender so you won't

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

Your self encouragement or effort but relax and keep calm

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

And keep for your self your comment

None like me, like i, founded a convent

Ey, butt rape on a female cop

Ok, bitch you outta your top.