This is a song about "All quiet on the western front"

Load the glocks they stuntin', we control the block

All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod

And you nervous cause ya ass probably feel different

I'll bring the party all the way from the back to the front

All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod

We charging you niggas up you like it or not

All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

The world looking out, they on the front row

Ali shaheed muhammad q-tip i'm trynna follow

Ballin like he melo satisfied in his ghetto bitch sittin on the steps front row seats

Everybodys plot is deceit, when its not, its retreat cuz ill stomp ya, with cleats

Live in front of the cameras on your own sitcom

When big lips is in the attic armed with an addict's arm

But since mark put a nigga on that lily track

Then from the front all the way back to the back of the back