Ghost of Christmas yet to come

guy who rap-battled Ebeneezer Scrooge

Boo!
You're gonna die
With no-one to love you and no one to cry
Alone by youself on the bed of your death
With a stench of regret on your last dying breath
Cause you've chosen the path of a selfish man
With Tiny Tim's innocent blood on your hands
The penance you should pay for the way you behave
Is written as plain as the name on this grave
- The ghost of Christmas yet to come