This is a song about "Ashle forehead"

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

You fool deserve a bravo followed by stamp hoe on your forehead

Wale they call me tiger stripes

My forehead drenched in sweat, i turn the tides

I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes

Yo this nigga's forehead looks like a fuckin' big-ass moose

Of willing to aim, a gun, to your forehead, its not fun, to wish you were dead.

Give 'em guns, step back, watch em kill each other"it's time to fight back", that's what huey said

Got that cross on my forehead,

You already know you're dead