This is a song about "Josh s forehead"

And we don't stress for nothing i just press the button

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

Psycho, maestro, orchestrate the life with the right flow

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

Still my daddy forehead got some deepass wrinkles

And i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

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

Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

Get wit this 90's baby tupac shit

We gonna ball all year, nigga know that

B.i.g. said it; so i entertain like cedricstandin on the trunk roof top unit city

My name is josh and i don't like to pretend to be something i don't intend to be

Cop me air ones, hon, lime and red

Poppin' one dead in they forehead