This is a song about "Mf doom"

I assume you'll be meeting your doom,

Won't run out anytime soon

And thank doom for his herbs/

Feel like i’m movin' backwards

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

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

The failure of last year sure spelled the doom for me

Of the vhs especially during sex baby

Come and stay with me, oh, where i live? the mall

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

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

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

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

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

Nigga you were wrong, you jumped in front of my gun, and heard the boom

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