This is a song about "Form"

I can't take a big l, my city needs me, i gotta win

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

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

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

Nevermind i'm lyin she bumpin me all day

Itself in every form and shape and way,

Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive

Take some real advice and form a group with vanilla ice

While illusions form a picture frame

Aimin' at them skin headed bitches let it rain

My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream

This time a heavier form of methamphetamine

Start form scratch and do a rewrite

Cause i’m back on my grind

You can form coalitions against me...

Yeah, it's all natural baby