[Hook]  x 2
I’m ghost, I’m gone,
These dummies been forewarned
I’m ghost, I’m gone,
I kill em with every poem
No love, no peace
Murder without a gun
No knife no guns
We psycho with every bar

Where you at on the road to all of my greatness
Nah, not that I made it, but, closer with every inch
Steppin towards beginning, it’s something special
And nowaday the concept of being a star
Have me feeling jaded
Roll with so long, puttin a ton of work
Whack shows, nobody show face
Till they think you made it
Now that I’m famous, but could have used motivation
And beginning stages, to push auto with every statement
Writing in my journal, and sow with these words I verbally
Murder with every similly, simply heat that remedy
Heavenly with that pen, I bleed every word on vicinity
And seem of not abandoned me, must be writing a fantasy
Attack it call it battery, fuck, I call it plattering
When damaging words on contact, blood splattering
I’m feeling nice, ... raising, mortal kombat, 
Type of fatality, finish em with my bragger bitch

[Hook]  x 2
I’m ghost, I’m gone,
These dummies been forewarned
I’m ghost, I’m gone,
I kill em with every poem
No love, no peace
Murder without a gun
No knife no guns
We psycho with every bar

What I see wasn’t easy for me to stomach
Seen the love when you pone it, but yet I rose up above it
Nothing sweeter than thickery, seing those who be little me
Said on being the safel of hate, drownin in misery
Soon to be on my weight, it’s only one thing to say
If you wasn’t riding for days, I was broke and hoping for pay, beat it
I got enough feeding me up as it is
So I don’t need you feeding me, some reason why you insisit
Don’t give in a shit about me now nowhere to be found when it’s bad
Can never afford to give a fuck, cause there was no luck to be had
Nevertheless, the tables turn, I guess I became a casarr
And I confess I’m ready to arm, the day in which all of you bum
Don’t even front as if love was part of you have provide
Only from run so dead all your plans to push me aside
Added my mom but then in the best way
Thinking outside of the box, if I cannot
I wouldn’t be wanna be you, ..

[Hook]  x 2
I’m ghost, I’m gone,
These dummies been forewarned
I’m ghost, I’m gone,
I kill em with every poem
No love, no peace
Murder without a gun
No knife no guns
We psycho with every bar
I’m ghost, I’m gone,
I’m ghost, I’m gone,
I’m ghost, I’m gone.