Form Is Temporary

[Verse]
Form might last for a minute but class lasts forever
Inna rap but I'm still up in that trap for cheddar
You could be Michael, Carl or Trevor
I don't give a fuck what your name is man, I'm still on whatever
I still go through hard times, tryna make it better
When everything fell apart I put it back together
I'm like right now it's now or never
But if I'm to keep it real then the sooner the better
Face on the ground, how you keeping your head up?
Bad energy Benny, sorry I'm fed up
All I really think about's getting this bread up
I can't love you now but I'll lovе you forever
Sat undernеath all this pressure
Shit I just been doing whatever
Shit I never knew any better
Thought I could but I didn't do any better
Less is more so I ain't giving you much
How you fucked from two puffs when you hitting this blunt?
Got a bag of Lemon Pepper and a packet of Runtz
I stay busy, I don't twiddle my thumbs
Forty One forever fill up my lungs
I move packs and I don't fiddle with guns
But if I send a warning shot then they might hit up your drum
I'm a son of a gun, better hope that you don't live with your mum
So much to say, how can I struggle for a sentence?
I don't need to be accepted, I work better when rejected
Life is very hectic, streets will leave you restless
Chickens leave you headless, I give baby girl the bestest
Tight to make her head big, Benny push it in and leave her breathless
And I eat that pussy up for breakfast
You buy a bitch a bag, I just slap her on the guest list
Even though she nah use a different entrance
Money motivated, I stare at pictures of my kid for some motivation
And I cut somebody off with no hesitation
Cah bad energy don't fit in with my arrangements
Even though my main problem is admitting
They gon' still say I'm tapped like I'm in submission
Got a phone full of cats, watch them grow from kittens
If you're bro we're splitting but if not I'll treat you different
Small circle, ain't no room for a square
If you're talking bout a brick then I can handle affairs
I'm just tryna feed my yout while everybody feeds theirs
Dirty money, I know life isn't fair
I'm from a place where nobody cares
Rather see you going bald then letting down your hair
Pray for the best, for the worst I prepare
If your name ain't God then why the fuck am I scared?
I remember walking school in my torn loafers
Then selling my computer to the pawnbrokers
Felt like I was born hopeless
Sometimes even dinner was a pure bonus
Born broke but that was never how I planned to die
Everyday I'm giving God thanks for life
Especially when I'm seeing friends and family die
I hope you're grateful for yours, I know I am for mine
Probably lost myself about a thousand times
Normally cause of women I can't even lie
She just wanna party, let her live her life
But don't be tryna hit me up when I be living mine
Self made, I don't owe any favours
I've been getting rid of weight like a personal trainer
And my landlord wants some rent and my daughter needs trainers
I'm finally getting to my bag, I know it's taking me ages
Sticks and stones wedged in beneath my bones
From the streets, ain't no place like home
Chilling in my zone, no company, prefer my own
Guess experience has left man cold, you know?
Got the devil tryna buy my soul
But it wouldn't be for sale even when man's broke
I'm at the centre of the stage hoping I don't choke
You drill holes but don't row, that didn't float no boats