This is a song about "Form"

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

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

All my niggas is winning, shout out to charlie sheen

This time a heavier form of methamphetamine

My uncle pulled me to the side

Start form scratch and do a rewrite

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

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

I’m a beast when my shit hits the streets these niggas cease

So we stay away form the get you high trees.

Itself in every form and shape and way,

I make forty-some dollars a day

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

Number seven, rap's supposed to be a form of expression