This is a song about "Final form"

Form follows function, so watch who you diss

But not a single fuck for y'all bitches

As i light one for ill will

And it aint my final

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

You can form coalitions against me...

A face of evil in a new form

Could make the eyes of the blind perform

It's the apocalypse now cue the final chapter

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

Your bitch looking messy like she smoking rocks

Last level reached and i'm the final boss

I’m a king to these niggas, love a queen, fuck the bitches

Ambitious like a politician with a final wish

Form the towers to iraq

It’s hip-hop, not pop