This is a song about "Ashle forehead"

It deserves a middle finger, followed by a fool poster on your forehead.

An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red

Cutting me this worthless check

Poppin' one dead in they forehead

Took the red pill, forehead scar, i'm the chosen one

I'm glad pushin' that envelope, it's mad open

- or i'mma fuckin' put this gun in your fuckin' head

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

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice

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

Keep talkin shit i'll punch you in the forehead so hard your brain turns to mush

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

Got that cross on my forehead,

Lifes not all fair, work till we fall dead