All up in the blogs
Saying we met at the bar
When I don't even know who you are
Saying we up in your house
Saying I'm up in your car
But you in LA and I'm out at Jermaine's
I'm up in the A
You so so lame
And no one here even mentions your name
It must be the weed, it must be the E
'Cause you've beem popping hood
You get it popping
Oh, why you so obsessed with me (boy, I wanna know)
Lying that you're sexing me (when everybody knows)
It's clear that you're upset with me
Finally found a girl that you couldn't impress
Last man on the earth still couldn't hit this
You're delusional, you're delusional
Boy you're losing your mind
It's confusing yo', you're confused you know
Why you're wasting your time?
Got you all fired up with your Napoleon complex
Seeing right through you like you're bathing in Windex
Oh, oh, oh boy why you so obsessed with me?
So, oh, oh, oh, oh
So, oh, oh, oh, oh (and all my ladies says)
So, oh, oh, oh, oh
So, oh, oh, oh, oh (and all my girls says)
You on your job
You hating hard
Ain't gon' feed you
I'm gonna let you starve
Gasping for air
I'm ventilation
You out of breath
Hope you ain't waiting
Telling the world how much you miss me
But we never were
So why you trippin'?
You a mom and pop
I'm a corporation
I'm the press conference
You a conversation
Oh, why you so obsessed with me (and boy I wanna know)
Lying that you're sexing me (when everybody knows)
It's clear that you're upset with me (oh, oh, oh)
Finally found a girl that you couldn't impress
Last man on the earth still couldn't hit this
You're delusional, you're delusional
Boy you're losing your mind
It's confusing yo, you're confused, you know
Why you wasting your time?
Got you all fired up with your Napoleon complex
Seeing right through you like you're bathing in Windex
Oh, oh, oh, boy why you so obsessed with me
Ah, oh why you so obsessed with me?
(All up in my George Foreman)
Boy, I wanna know
Lying that you're sexing me
(Lying that you're sexing me)
When everybody knows
It's clear that you're upset with me
Oh, oh, oh
About This Song
"Obsessed" is a biting dismissal of delusional fans and fabricated celebrity relationships, wrapped in Mariah Carey's signature blend of pop and R&B with a distinctly modern edge. The song confronts the phenomenon of parasocial relationships and stalker-like behavior, where individuals create elaborate fantasies about intimate connections with celebrities that exist only in their minds. Carey's lyrics systematically deconstruct these false narratives, pointing out the logical impossibilities and geographical contradictions in the obsessor's claims while maintaining a tone of exasperated amusement rather than genuine anger. The production features a hypnotic, minimalist beat with stuttering synths and trap-influenced percussion that was ahead of its time, creating an almost hypnotic backdrop that mirrors the repetitive, cyclical nature of obsessive thoughts. Carey's vocal delivery alternates between her trademark whistle register flourishes and a more conversational, almost dismissive tone that emphasizes the absurdity of the situation. The song tapped into the growing awareness of celebrity stalking and social media harassment in the digital age, resonating with both famous figures who experienced similar situations and everyday listeners dealing with unwanted attention. Beyond its surface-level celebrity context, "Obsessed" functions as an anthem of self-empowerment and boundary-setting, encouraging listeners to reject gaslighting and maintain their grip on reality when others attempt to rewrite their personal narratives.
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