This is a song about "Front doe"

Doe about now as i assume

And her smile lit up the room

When you talkin illest rapper

In front of the pastor

Put the purp in the blunt

All these other nigas front,

Like banana peels for heels, my spill is so legit

You could be doe jane or bane, ain't no track disc this train don't fit

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

Make them experience with 4d front row seats

I'm asleep in the front seat

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

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

I'm understanding that bull like a matador

Like being serious and blunt without a delirious front,

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and