Now you can bow down and refer to me as Viktor Vaughn. Not be confused with that IMPOSTA Victor von Doom, for he will never be able to get with my steez. He's mad 'cause I'm stylin' on him. I do my dirt as a stick up kid, master of the beats, local hustler, graffiti artist and Super Villain in the making. The story of DOOM continues as we hop around the history of my existence by tapping into the mind of one the many personas I have adopted. You want hiphop? DOOM brings you hiphop. You want dope beats? DOOM's got it. I put it down on Open Mic Night, and if you any of you girlies would rather masturbate than f*ck with Vik Vaughn, then let me watch. My saliva is worth more than your favorite emcee's existence.