This is a song about "The poltergeist"

I make music for a reason, didn't vote obama

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

Ripped the gown around the blouse,

Hundred racks of hundreds in the stash house

So superb but how am i eating your bars if this rap is getting you served

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

That’s only if they handle

Your the boat without the paddle

Penncounting pennys over tha years

Fuck the haterz, fuck the doubters

Ever wonder exactly where the sun goes

The more battles the better the flows

Top story, tiger woods be fucking all these white hoes

In the field of the damned, the only sentries are the crows.