This is a song about "Trap ghost"

Fearin what it show you, reality is gold

Keeping you scared you'll be pale and white as a ghost.

They would have thought you saw a ghost

And my regime includes east coast

#right #see, #i'm #pisces, so i'll #march till i'm #ghost,

You heard my hip-hop when i was 16 years old

That smack i hated that i knew it was a trap.

Thats the end of my speech, i'm a need you to clap

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

He's already lost his pride, he'll turn white like a ghost

She was wet off the bat

And forget about the trap,

Looks like your just saw a ghost indeed

Saw puff, i was finna' speak

I'm a ghost, white as sheet

Sometimes i think, what i need