Kryptonite Queens (Uncensored Cut)

They call me the ghost in the booth. I’m not here for fame, I’m here to haunt your speakers. I write every word myself from heartbreak ballads and horrorcore confessions, to brutal disses and dark love stories. My catalog drifts between pain-soaked verses, rage-fueled anthems, and flirty dances with death herself.

I use AI to sing my truth not because I can’t, but because I work full time and still can’t stay away from making music. Even after long shifts, I sit down and bring my stories to life. Every lyric is mine, written late at night when the world’s quiet and the ghosts are loud.

You’ll hear the ache of lost friends, the burn of betrayal, the thrill of forbidden love, and the cold hand of Miss Death pulling closer. I’ve written tracks like Miss Death, The Night She Won, Death of VRChat, Be Like Boozy, and each one a piece of my haunted journal.

I’m the unseen voice you can feel in your chest, the shadow behind the melody. You might never see my face… but you’ll always hear my story. And if you listen close enough… you might even feel me standing right behind you.

If you don’t like my stuff then it ain’t your type. Simple as that

i run a small group called Boozy Banshees

Kryptonite Queens (Uncensored Cut)

MrGhostyboo