This is a song about "Form"

Lovin how i got you niggas crazy

You can form coalitions against me...

They heard i'm bout to blow, so all my enemies say let's be friends

Migrating to a higher form of consequence compliments

Took the form of a human being

Questioning the whole meaning

While illusions form a picture frame

Searching for fortune and fame

And you call this shit rape but i think that rape's fun

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

But you the only one who ain't tellingi tell you it's a cold world, stay in school

Creativeness bottled got spilling form an adolescent's grim mind, you'll--

So we stay away form the get you high trees.

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys