This is a song about "Front doe"

(uh, uh) there you go that's john doe

I'm just saying, i ain't bitching though

Staircase in front of me,

But i think i like that, just maybe

Everyone else freaks out, and starts running out the front

Or like monumental mixtape of the moment

Humpy dumpy, in front seat

If he does my soul to keep

Like being serious and blunt without a delirious front,

After pleasure there’s paineven though we're broke for the moment

Fuck a freestyle, i ain't frisco, even though i still get doe, we all drown,

Heyyyy! got some static for some niggas on the other side of town

I've read the textbook front to back/

Dead faces keep my money in a body bag

We still ride though

But im glad it didnt doe