Chorus:
I’m a slasher and I’m coming for ya!
There’s no place to run, there’s nowhere to move
I’m a slasher, I’m creepin’ in the night
Better watch your back, cuz there’s nowhere to hide
(x2)

Verse:
‘Bout to come in and kill it just like a slasher film
And I have em pushing flowers like a daffodil
And I never cared about how the masses feel
Because the raps is ill - and I don’t have a mil,
But I have the skill but lack appeal
Yeah so I’m back to kill like I’m from Haddonfield
And I grab the power drill, mask on with a jumpsuit
Butcher knife and it’s sharper than Ginsju
I got you - on the menu, really wanna continue? - I end you
Did I offend you? I meant to - they call me mental - on an instrumental
Get the pencil, soon as they let me out - I be out to get you!
Letting hell loose, and I’m talking to myself like I got a Bluetooth,
I’m cuckoo - I know I spook you
….
There’s so much blood and I ain’t talking ‘bout no Suwoo
I’m the suspect like usual
On the instrumental, I’m institutional
Once I start the chase, I ain’t losing you
Chorus:
I’m a slasher and I’m coming for ya!
There’s no place to run, there’s nowhere to move
I’m a slasher, I’m creepin’ in the night
Better watch your back, cuz there’s nowhere to hide
(x2)

Chorus:
I’m the one they hear but don’t see
They try to break the spirit, but I’m already ghostly
And everybody fear, that’s why they won’t approach me
Won’t approach me

Verse:
Spoken within the graves, floating between the greats
Hope is within my grace,
I stay focused so no Hokus Pokus in the face
I stay poker in the face
Never show my hands cuz there's jokers in the way
And you know I am the ace
Run em over, no blockades
Until the day, that the Ghost is in the driveway
or I’m whipping out the haunted house in the Wraith
Been a hothead like the Ghost rider
But I calmed down and went Keanu
Even the road rocky like a grotto
Others fold like origami
I keep that paper coming in pronto
Art of War - I’m Picasso
The Hitman like I got a barcode
And my soul - is not for sell
But the women gonna want me like some new nails
or a new bag
Treat me like the ghost, yall get the toe tagged
Chorus:
I’m the one they hear but don’t see
They try to break the spirit, but I’m already ghostly
And everybody fear, that’s why they won’t approach me
Won’t approach me