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