Gucci Ghost

By Doc Backer

On Hope-A-Dope

Released on November 24, 2021

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I'ma write this song to measure my worth

They say I'm perfect with the pen

As I'm sure you've heard

I do not deserve the fixtures on my hearse

Just as shed not dive for the pearls upon her purse

To my prose well let me prove it

I'm fictitious when I'm lucid

My tongue splits into serpents

My daemon she is losing

My super egos sueing

My ID wants a divorce

She fed up with this corpse

I'm not a sparing god

I abuse this form with force

R-r-resent the recourse of repose

Why won't my puppet do as its told

I'm the gucci ghost

Slender and morose

Strap sterling 'round my throat

Oh I hate this host the most

Politely I suppose

I do it with repose

See her and I toast

With a mocking lil pose

Oh I hate this host the most

Politely I suppose

I do it with repose

Oh I'm the Gucci ghost

Don't call me white no more

Ghosts have no color

And the shade in my brother

Collect souls from another

These lovely dovery fuckers

I told my heart take cover

You don't wanna see the others

I'm the gucci ghost

Slender and morose

Strap sterling 'round my throat

Oh I hate this host the most

Politely I suppose

I do it with repose

See her and I toast

With a mocking lil pose

Oh I hate this host the most

Politely I suppose

I do it with repose

Oh I'm the Gucci ghost

"O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!"

He chortled in his joy

A terrible noise a gun a choice

He killed them with his voice

All mimsy were the borogoves

And the mome raths outgrabe

Now she sees me through the searing seas

You can see her through the seams

I'm the gucci ghost

Slender and morose

Strap sterling 'round my throat

Oh I hate this host the most

Politely I suppose

I do it with repose

See her and I toast

With a mocking lil pose

Oh I hate this host the most

Politely I suppose

I do it with repose

Oh I'm the Gucci ghost