This is a song about "Form"

Forever in debt to the lord for he's given

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

See, my bitch is imported - she came from overseas

So we stay away form the get you high trees.

Cause everybody know all of my niggas with me skipped school

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

They swore that i was all fuckin' nuts like a gay porn

This is purely art, and this is raw hip-hop in its form,

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

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

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

Now y’all better leave me alone, got license for my chrome

Start form scratch and do a rewrite

Always strap so i was alright