[Intro – male voilcal Eulogy] Here lies the love… and all the lies that left me haunted. I ain’t pull the plug— They killed it. Now I’m ghosted. --- [Hook female voice] This one’s for the ghost I don’t see (no mo’!) Slid in my DMs, now I’m left on read (oooh!) Spirit-bound, yeah they dipped, they fled I was the hostest with the mostest— Now I’m the ghosted, left for dead (boo!) --- [Verse male voice1 – Possession Begins] They whispered sweet nothings, then vanished in smoke, Left my heart on read, now I’m crackin’ ghost jokes. Slid out my life like closure might kill 'em, Ain’t tryna point the finger… But they breathin’—why their ghost still linger? Posted in the shadows, lurkin’ on my feed, Likin’ all my pics like a digital séance scene. I got sage, crystals, blocked in a purge, Yet somehow that energy still got the urge. Said they were transparent—yeah, that’s apparent, Disappeared fast, but the haunting’s coherent. I hosted, I toasted, now I’m diagnosed— Got ghosted so hard, I’m the haunted host. --- [Hook – female voice repeat] This one’s for the ghost I don’t see (no mo’!) Slid in my DMs, now I’m left on read (oooh!) Spirit-bound, yeah they dipped, they fled I was the hostest with the mostest— Now I’m the ghosted, left for dead (boo!) --- [Verse 2 – Wake / Death Vibes male voice ] Their spirit lingers like bad perfume, Floatin’ through my stories like it’s their tomb. Didn’t even say goodbye—just went full Houdini, Now my group chat’s the wake, pourin’ shots and martinis. I hoped they’d manifest, maybe say my name, Instead I got a “seen” and a cursed lil flame. They dipped, I slipped, now I’m prayin’ to delete, But their ghost still vibes when I’m tryna sleep. Left me for dead, now I left 'em on read, My heart’s in the red, but I’m better undead. The texts they ain’t send? Yeah, I buried 'em deep. But that ghost still hits when I’m tryna sleep. --- [Bridge – The Exorcism / Realization] You said, “Baby, I’m transparent.” Yeah, no sh*t—you’re nowhere apparent. The future’s crystal, I see it clear: No more hauntings, no more fear. Get control of this finger, I’m tryna un-ring ya, Oh, it’s alive—this THING I called honey. I’m screamin’ boohoo, but they don’t reply, Guess dyin’ inside’s still better than “hi.” --- [Final Hook – Full Burial female rap] This one’s for the ghost I don’t see (no mo’!) Slid in my DMs, now I’m left on read (oooh!) Spirit-bound, yeah they dipped, they fled I was the hostest with the mostest— Now I’m the ghosted, left for dead (boo!) --- [Outro – Last Rites male voice] So here lies them—in my blocked list grave, Tried to haunt me, but I learned to slay. Next time I say boo, I’ll mean bye, 'Cause this haunting? Officially… Died.

I got GHOSTED!