This is a song about "Form"

A sinner in the truest form, allow me to begin/

I'm bald bull to my little mac competition

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

Abstract form, body apart stuff stitch it back, burn with gasoline

Until the buzz go away lets have a little fun

They ain't grossing a million liquid, don't form an opinion

And then i'll lay you down and record soft porn

A face of evil in a new form

Migrating to a higher form of consequence compliments

Came from humble beginnings now its nothing but ends

Why my life depend on what i'mma do today

Itself in every form and shape and way,

Guess that's all you can expect form a nigga with downs syndrome

For imitatin the off switch like i'm on top of my own

Look, i got no time for that type of connection

It's no blessing, it's the worst form of suppression