This is a song about "Forms"

I know they gon' see me unless they senile

Curse all art forms thinking its the right kinda style

And i just want to hold her

Soon my life forms a disaster,

I repeat what forms the metabolism

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

You can thank my dad, for the one who forms rust

But got comma’s in my statement

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Vital to my revival, my spinal is in a spiral, forms tribal.

But when i do it actual pain and rain forms

And three hours in the showers with the corpse