This is a song about "Forehead"

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

From where they take them old beats and turn em into news

Still my daddy forehead got some deepass wrinkles

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

My forehead drenched in sweat, i turn the tides

Niggas from where i'm from they don't fuck with fights

Got that cross on my forehead,

Tired of hearin' these voices in my head

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

So don't be acting shyi run my fingers through your hairthen i lay you on the bed

I bet this brother be a better oneif i upset you don't stress never forget

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

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

A lot of women is real, some bitches robin given