This is a song about "Forehead"

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

I'm young, black, gifted, live my life on the run

The king of comedy heard everythin' that you said

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

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

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

If you ain’t got ‘em, then bob your head

Got that cross on my forehead,

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