This is a song about "Mf doom"

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

Put it all on the table, do it like a menu

When you get hit its not gunna be boom all i have to say is welcome to your doom

Hi tided typhoon, shit spins like a monsoon, lets look towards the full moon,

That try to chase these skirts

And thank doom for his herbs/

Music is my first, but i contemplate divorce

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

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

I'm the prototype with a godly protocol

Now they mention my nigga with all the greats

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

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

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

Got all these mf diamonds in my chains nigga

Is written in our souls, africa