I remember when I was a kid
My spirit was buried alive
Coz I was always in disguise
Now I'm levitating
And we celebrating
People are animated
Coz it feels like they faking
That's them being faded
This was supposed to be a trap song
But I decided to make it a Rap thought
Ni**as killing Ni**as like it's a marathon
No self control but we judging though
Like back to back is wrong though
Driven by the Holy Ghost
Smelling like pheromones
Surrounded by all these ho*s
While our brothers are in the cold
We need to make sure they go home
Coz I don't want them to be alone
Those our black brothers
Our future fore fathers
They need to get inspired
GHOST
GHOST
GHOST