This is a song about "Forgotten"

Legends go, but never are forgotten

On my pg shit, i ain't finna keep them

You so got me, i'm open for life forever my wife

Don't think that i've forgotten what you do with a knife,

I'm what they see as rotten, i'm the forgotten

And it rules everything around them

For the outlawz, here we come

Can't see you your the forgotten

Fuck the source, i'm on cover of rolling stone

As if i was forgotten all alone

Circus full of tears and forgotten wedding gowns

Oaktown still in the motherfuckin house

We're not forgotten, while you say a fake truth soft as cotton,

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one

Numb of most emotion and ive forgotten how to cry,

I swear i put this shit down without a gimmick or lie