This is a song about "Form"

Everyday a star is born

That needs some type of life form

Young money, cash money so strong, keep scorin’, i’ma bring it on home

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

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

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

While illusions form a picture frame

Past all these glass jaws and assholes that claim

Migrating to a higher form of consequence compliments

Cause i'll be honest: i ain't tryna be a victim of the projects

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

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

As the chain swinglettin' shine, no sheenjust my dream

This time a heavier form of methamphetamine

Leave their station and form a nation, i say to you goodbye

And niggas slippin if they think the fucking grip is a lie