This is a song about "Form"

This time a heavier form of methamphetamine

As the chain swinglettin' shine, no sheenjust my dream

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

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

Im courtside, wizard game

While illusions form a picture frame

Bands on top of bands, got me fuckin’ her and her friends

Migrating to a higher form of consequence compliments

If you was, i would climb every other stair, i gotta stare

Spell checking multi syllables, but can't form a contraction, it's they're,

Make a cold heart broad whole inner parts warm

A face of evil in a new form

I got a liable larynx, my throat warm

I guess this is rap in its pure form

Form the towers to iraq

Okay man you do the drop