This is a song about "Facing a war on the two front"

You alter-boys sucking without two front teeth

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

Shit, spending days facing spliffs, on a been there done that basis shit

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Im not a wannabe,so don't front on me,i had the cops break my front window and taser

My nigga rozay put me on the tour cus i amuse him

Realize i'm facing a tricky situation

Sabotage, i love how you keep coming back for more

If yall aint get it, the store is a front, front is a store

To make a peaceful world we need to end the war on the streets,

Both: we both love our moms, women with grown women needs

World war one two, plague and dead jews i still got the souvenirs

Different stage, switching paces like i'm shifting strings

Front on the drug market, bodies get rolled up in a carpet

I master vandalism and my louie v's sprouse shit