Play your cards right, don’t mill that shit to the dirt
When you grip the earth, you can grasp the cliff
Speak through spirals like serpentine
Master dream fast and lean in invisible like “Ghost”
Crash and cream, shift in dim lenses when I am fast and furious
Mind buried in typical topical intricately reading books
From Einstein, to Jack Kirby don’t think I wasn’t nerdy
Verbally you can’t fix me like tickets please
Speak through fictitious write scripts dictate
Fix crates shift gates into pearl marbles
I don’t need clay wheels like Patrick Swayze
Emcees get lazy when they can’t pen scripts
Scribe outta minds drip down flip clown
Script pounds of topics when I receive newer optics
Out cha eyeballs call me the “Ghost”
when I host flows in haunted houses
My mind carves out spaces like galaxies
Your just part of the final fantasy puzzle
Mind is never muzzled driven lines
Tested twine timed outta grime
In-space I docket when I rocket into the orbit of the sun
Morbidly rocking cellular signal’s calling myself a “Ghost”

Out the darkness, my spirits rises outta the ashes
It’s the Ghost, never needed a host to haunt cha
I’m sheepishly devilish and cold as a callous
Don’t need a kingdom or a palace