This is a song about "Hannah s forehead"

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

And i ain't stopping baby even if the light is red

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

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

Poppin' one dead in they forehead

Kick back and know yo son set

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Man in the mirror, i can’t get my shot again

My forehead drenched in sweat, i turn the tides

For being jealous of a brother when he rides

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

That they have some fuckin spasm issues like hannah montana

I can eradicate a village if you give me a beat, huh