This is a song about "Haunted"

Choices make it pointless haunted things in my bed,

Your heart was false just like the words you said

My fuckin house was haunted so i haunted it back

But the fifteen credits had a nigga off track

Flaunted spouses, and haunted houses

Stussy’s g-shock with my custom pair of 3d glasses

Not even on the distance factor chicks who pick the rapper

Haunted elements and answers in the eloquence of cancer

Comes out my haunted conscious

Don't you lie, don't blow my buzz

The smell of blood in the air haunted me,

No smilescause ain't a thing funny

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

Never ending thoughts of how my taunts and how i haunted you

Please get hip to that new d.c. shit

Rap pad was forever haunted