Super Market
Domo Genesis Lyrics


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Hi, welcome to Fuckey Foods
Umm, this lane is open if, if you need, if you to check out
Uhh, you're buying uh, donuts and a pack of Diet Pepsi?
Sweet, okay makes sense

In this fucking line at Ralph's buying granola bars
Left my member's card and now this shit gon' have an extra charge
This old bitch in front of me buying a color printer
TV dinners, tampons, soy milk, paint thinner

So here I am at the store for some chips
That I'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit
And I'm still high, so I'm tryna dip
But I'mma cut through the line to get outta this bitch

What the fuck, who the fuck's this gay nigga in fake Gucci?
Jordan numbers, whatever, wood chain with a Jesus
Hey you, what the fuck you think you doing? (Nigga, fuck you)
(I'm just eating Ruffles, gotta lotta stuff, fool)
(So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face)
Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns
And shoot caps at knee caps to make it harder to run
And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun
(Nigga, I'm a samurai, cut your skinny ass in half)
(Look up at the aftermath, blow some fucking hash and laugh)
I'm a fucking ninja and a jedi and I am from Compton
Better pick a better option 'fore these Nikes get to stomping
Chomping at your oxygen chords, you fat fake Kenan Thompson
Like a virgin, cherry faggot, we could get it poppin'

I bet you lock and drop it, faggot bitch, you ain't from Compton
Dumbo ears, you Mary Poppin, with the piece that Kel was rocking
I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass
I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class, Lee would get the math

Oh, really? You're silly giving tip drills to Nelly
Get them Ruffles no Lays cause Kiara might kill me, aw, fuck
This I'm grabbing two kitchen knives and stabbing
This Ice Cube look-a-like to show you a nigga with attitude

Wait, I heard about you from that other nigga Earl
How you traveled to Milan and now it only likes girls
I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket
Push you into an old lady bagging plastic
Hope you get the message, I will stomp you into potholes
And fill you up with shells, but you're used to eating tacos

Oh, a Taco joke? Domo smoke, I heard
Your album sound like some shit a fake Wiz Khalifa poppa wrote
I'm insulted, shit, damn, somebody grab the Charmin
Nevermind these messages, Monica her nigga arming

Swift-made switch blades made a big incision in him
Red dot his forehead 'cause Riley's into Hinduism
And hipsters who happen to be your listeners
Doobies roll your booty, ho, Alexis know the truthy, bro

Oh, a Lexus? I drive all that around
The western hemisphere like all of Kiara's ex's
And bet this, I'm a mothafuckin' monster
Fuck talking, I'll stab you with this fucking rocket launcher
(When I cock the beam back, I'm aiming for Supreme hats)
(Go to Hell, I mean that, burn you like green backs)
You don't mean that, you faggot, I'll get your back
And I'll snap it, and strangle you with that fucking leather jacket
Fall, bitch, give me everything, I'm taking all this
And fleeing the scene on Rufus, my evil walrus, bitch
Fuck you, I'm out

I'm high as fuck and I didn't call for all this
I'mma get on my zombie shit, wait, here's my carcass

Sir, sir, sir, in the green hat, sir
You, you, you have to pay for that.
You have to, the Arizonas, you have to pay for those




I fucking hate this job
Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Domo Genesis's song "Super Market" describe his experience in a grocery store checkout line. He mentions forgetting his member's card, observing other customers purchasing various items, and encountering a confrontational individual. The song starts off with the artist sarcastically welcoming the listener to "Fuckey Foods" and mentions that a checkout lane is open if they need to check out. He then lists the items the person in front of him in line is buying, including a color printer, TV dinners, tampons, soy milk, and paint thinner. Domo then describes his own purchase of granola bars, which will have an extra charge because he forgot his member's card. The song takes a dark turn when a confrontational customer begins insulting him, and even threatens him with violence. The remainder of the song is a back-and-forth between the two, with insults and threats being exchanged.


These lyrics reflect the mundane experience of grocery shopping, but also touch on themes of consumer culture and the potential for conflict in everyday situations. Domo's experience in the checkout line is filled with frustrations and obstacles, and the aggressive behavior of the other customer he encounters highlights the potential for even such mundane experiences to turn violent. The song can be interpreted as a commentary on the ways in which consumer culture can contribute to alienation and conflict, as well as an exploration of the ways in which people use aggression as a way of asserting dominance.


Line by Line Meaning

Hi, welcome to Fuckey Foods
Domo is greeting the listener as if they are entering a grocery store. The accompanying store name is a play on the commonly known grocery store called Lucky Foods.


Umm, this lane is open if, if you need, if you to check out
A cashier is asking if the customer wishes to check out at their lane.


Uhh, you're buying uh, donuts and a pack of Diet Pepsi? Sweet, okay makes sense
The cashier is acknowledging the customer's purchase.


In this fucking line at Ralph's buying granola bars
Domo is currently at a grocery store called Ralph's.


Left my member's card and now this shit gon' have an extra charge
Domo forgot his customer rewards card and now has to pay full price for his groceries.


This old bitch in front of me buying a color printer, TV dinners, tampons, soy milk, paint thinner
Domo is remarking on the things the person ahead of him in line is purchasing.


So here I am at the store for some chips
Domo is currently at a store to buy chips.


That I'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit
Domo intends to pay for his chips with change.


And I'm still high, so I'm tryna dip
Domo is under the influence of drugs and trying to leave the store quickly.


But I'mma cut through the line to get outta this bitch
Domo is going to cut through the checkout line to leave the store.


What the fuck, who the fuck's this gay nigga in fake Gucci?
Domo is commenting on the appearance of another person in the store.


Jordan numbers, whatever, wood chain with a Jesus
Domo is further describing the other person's outfit.


Hey you, what the fuck you think you doing? (Nigga, fuck you)
Domo confronts the other person.


(I'm just eating Ruffles, gotta lotta stuff, fool)
The other person is trying to ignore Domo's confrontation and focus on eating Ruffles chips.


(So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face)
Domo is urging the other person to wipe the stupid look off their face.


Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns
Domo makes a threatening statement to the other person.


And shoot caps at knee caps to make it harder to run
Domo describes how he will attack the other person.


And put your ankles in some boards and pissy water for fun
Domo continues to describe the violent acts he will commit against the other person.


(Nigga, I'm a samurai, cut your skinny ass in half)
Domo is comparing himself to a samurai and threatening to cut the other person in half.


(Look up at the aftermath, blow some fucking hash and laugh)
Domo will observe the violent aftermath and smoke hash.


I'm a fucking ninja and a jedi and I am from Compton
Domo makes a boastful claim about his skills.


Better pick a better option 'fore these Nikes get to stomping
Domo threatens to stomp on the other person with his Nike shoes.


Chomping at your oxygen chords, you fat fake Kenan Thompson
Domo insults the other person's weight and appearance.


Like a virgin, cherry faggot, we could get it poppin'
Domo uses homophobic and sexist language to insult the other person.


I bet you lock and drop it, faggot bitch, you ain't from Compton
Domo continues to insult the other person.


Dumbo ears, you Mary Poppin, with the piece that Kel was rocking
Domo continues to insult the other person's appearance and references a character from a popular children's movie.


I will fucking beat your ass, box logos through the glass
Domo threatens physical violence against the other person.


I'll hit you hooky like you skipping class, Lee would get the math
Domo will hit the other person so hard it would be like skipping class.


Wait, I heard about you from that other nigga Earl
Domo references another rapper named Earl Sweatshirt and describes how he has heard about the other person.


How you traveled to Milan and now it only likes girls
Domo makes a reference to the other person's sexuality.


I'll roundhouse you into a fucking basket
Domo threatens to roundhouse kick the other person into a basket.


Push you into an old lady bagging plastic
Domo threatens to push the other person into an old lady who is bagging groceries.


Hope you get the message, I will stomp you into potholes
Domo reiterates his intention to stomp on the other person.


And fill you up with shells, but you're used to eating tacos
Domo threatens to fill the other person up with bullets, but notes that they are probably used to eating tacos.


Domo smoke, I heard
Domo references himself in third person.


Your album sound like some shit a fake Wiz Khalifa poppa wrote
Domo insults the other person's album.


I'm insulted, shit, damn, somebody grab the Charmin
Domo is insulted by the other person's music.


Nevermind these messages, Monica her nigga arming
Domo dismisses any potential messages the other person is trying to convey and references a character from the TV show Friends.


Swift-made switch blades made a big incision in him
Domo describes how a switch blade would be able to make a big cut in the other person's body.


Red dot his forehead 'cause Riley's into Hinduism
Domo references the TV show The Boondocks and describes how he would target the other person's forehead.


And hipsters who happen to be your listeners
Domo takes a jab at the other person's fanbase.


Doobies roll your booty, ho, Alexis know the truthy, bro
Domo continues to insult the other person's fanbase and characterises it as smoking weed and shaking their butt.


I drive all that around The western hemisphere like all of Kiara's ex's
Domo describes how he drives a Lexus and references someone's exes.


And bet this, I'm a mothafuckin' monster
Domo boasts about being a monster.


Fuck talking, I'll stab you with this fucking rocket launcher
Domo will forgo talking and attack the other person with a rocket launcher.


(When I cock the beam back, I'm aiming for Supreme hats)
Domo describes targeting people wearing Supreme hats when he attacks.


(Go to Hell, I mean that, burn you like green backs)
Domo tells the other person to go to Hell and threatens to burn them like money.


You don't mean that, you faggot, I'll get your back
The other person dismisses Domo's threats and Domo responds by insulting them again.


And I'll snap it, and strangle you with that fucking leather jacket
Domo threatens the other person by describing how he will use their leather jacket against them.


Fall, bitch, give me everything, I'm taking all this
Domo demands the other person to give him everything.


And fleeing the scene on Rufus, my evil walrus, bitch
Domo intends to escape on his imagined pet walrus named Rufus.


Fuck you, I'm out
Domo dismisses the other person and declares his intention to leave the store.


I'm high as fuck and I didn't call for all this
Domo acknowledges he is under the influence of drugs and did not ask for this confrontation.


I'mma get on my zombie shit, wait, here's my carcass
Domo threatens to become violent and suggests that he will become a zombie.


Sir, sir, sir, in the green hat, sir
The cashier is attempting to get the attention of a specific person in the store.


You, you, you have to pay for that.
The cashier is telling the person in the green hat that they need to pay for their items.


You have to, the Arizonas, you have to pay for those
The cashier specifically mentions that the person needs to pay for their Arizona-brand drinks.


I fucking hate this job
The cashier expresses their dislike for their job.


Fuck, clean up on aisle six
The cashier notes that there is a mess on aisle six that needs to be cleaned up.




Lyrics Β© O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Dominique Cole, Tyler Okonma

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@jayden.6

one of their hardest songs 10+ years later

@ziggazaggar

on godπŸ’―πŸ’―πŸ’―

@mylifeismylife5056

Sound like a new fan

@bru4068

Bro why'd you have to say 10+ I felt old as fuck just then

@crandoodledaddy.6243

​@@bru4068 man I felt that

@malikswanigan8630

@@mylifeismylife5056bot account

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@KC-nm7mf

Having a bad day then randomly remembered this song again, made me smile and nostalgic in so many ways. Will always come back to this

@Spydyr-dead

Remember the song again

@DopeXDeity

This shit slept on

@barelyawake868

I remember putting this on loop and playing matches of Uber Strike

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