This is a song about "Form"

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Committed with my two bare hands to form a resistance,

Excuses he can't ever form.

Luck on my brim supreme keeps me warm

Form follows function, so watch who you diss

I hope we both do learn from this

I guess this is rap in its pure form

I got a liable larynx, my throat warm

Everyday a star is born

That needs some type of life form

I speak that gospel, flawless in a snowstorm

A face of evil in a new form

Cause they don't give a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

Take some real advice and form a group with vanilla ice

And these woman is loving the way that i perform

And we got benny, so we're ready with the deadliest form