This is a song about "White ghost girls"

So call me pac man cos you're a ghost that's blue

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

Kill this faggot dahm then shoot at his ghost

And copy what's hot until that goes cold

Lead the way, got ghost to pop a slug

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

I've lost this game and it's haunting me like a ghost

They would have thought you saw a ghost

Is a space that now you hold

We should appreciate the girls

That's why she ignore my flowers