This is a song about "Common front"

In front of the pastor

You told me god was the answer

Fuckin, smokin blunts, sexy models in the front

Took something rough and turn it to a diamond

It made its way home like a road map, i fathered this

And “smack a hoe”, this is common, oppressive,

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

Being puppeteer-ed putting aside my common sense

People are starin at this scene up front

Or like monumental mixtape of the moment

My talent should take me places i've never been

Blossoms in my radius, common

Fuck a life, murder common sense,

I can taste the salt from my tears