This is a song about "Doom"

I'm feelin on that 'rillo till i'm level with the moon

I close the washroom door hoping for a day without doom

I'm the lord who hauls souls to the doom doors

It ain't gon' be no back and forth

My pride is gone, i'm that guy like aaron hall

Deep ass wounds, sense of doom looms, trapped in the tomb, end it all

And thank doom for his herbs/

Talking about the god you serve

You where destined to lose on your way out of your mothers womb

It's all be over soon, and with a silver spoon you'll be meeting your doom.

Ay when we first met you was too tense for me to get through

Of bars apart of doom that had sparked when i thought of you,

Singing my life with his words

And thank doom for his herbs/

I got geechi on her, came back: a hundred chains

The stars and the moon phase told me "no, 'cause when doom takes..."