text: When I open up my door
  See a waste land
  Everybody packing heat in they waistband
  Smog filling up the sky far as you can see
  Im trying to get the killers back for what they did to me
  Leather jacket, black boots and a fresh cut
  Top long sized
  Gone
  Hoes going nuts
  Im on a quest
  Let me end up, Ill be your guest
  Tell me what I need to know and thats for the best
  Come across a few friends if you call them that
  Count em on one hand
  But no more than that
  You see a lot of motherfuckers that wont hesitate
  To leave you dead and alone, burning at the stake
  At least I got my Pip-Boy, least I got my Pip
  Least I, least I got my Pip-Boy
  Least I got my Pip
  Least I, least I got my Pip-Boy
  Least I got my Pip
  Least I, least I got my Pip-Boy
  Least I got my Pip
  I be thinking too much about anything
  Nothing dont matter, shit
  I keep pretending to, always so hesitant
  I see another friend up in the room with you
  Who get rid of it, keeping your mouth shut
  Stuck in a rut
  All I ever needed was a big fat butt in my face
  And a little bit of cash
  Everything else, take care of itself
  Im ready to shop at the top of the shelf
  Help
  Defendin himself
  Dont blame myself, but everyone else
  Throw a pity party likes its 1999
  Since you wanna be in the time
  Im bringing the future funk
  Ask me if I give a fuck
  If someone you know has done it before
  Will do it no better, then no doubt about it
  Them motherfuckers aint about it
  At least I got my Pip-Boy, least I got my Pip
  Least I, least I got my Pip-Boy
  Least I got my Pip
  Least I, least I got my Pip-Boy
  Least I got my Pip
  Least I, least I got my Pip-Boy
  Least I got my Pip
  You see the land radiate in the missions
  Its clear to me now
  That everybody you know is dead and gone underground
  Them bodies never found
  But now theyre here and its on
  The ghost that scared them the most
  Was they own soul
  You may not understand where Im, where Im at in my mind
  But you gon know by the time were done killing your time
  Im not a rapper
  Im an entity who know how to rhyme
  I dare you to find another light be in our time
  He skates, smokes, drinks and even takes psychedelics 
  He gets so pissed that he breaks shit in his room 
  Shortly before fucking his bitch to sleep 
  Hes GHOSTEMANE
  Weekdays at 9
  Only on...