This is a song about "Slope intercept form"

Bands on top of bands, got me fuckin’ her and her friends

Migrating to a higher form of consequence compliments

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

And they ain’t fucking with the kid like chris hansen in the kitchen

Around here i am the g.o.a.t. like the capricorn

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

Form follows function, so watch who you diss

I'm high as fuck and i didn't call for all this

Stumbling i'm #falling, down a slope i've created i had #warnings,

Knock knock, who there? houdini dissappeargot green, john deere. more green, paul pierce

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

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

You know it all going down slope.

Impeccable give it my note

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

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry