This is a song about "Front gear"

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Picking up gear from dick's.

Either that or they 4:4, some call them fantastic

I hide my true identity like the top gear stig,

Aint loyal cuz the way they front

I'm ring winnin, my jeans different

Y'all all passe, stuck up on last year

If you still wanna go, i'll put in gear,

All i’m hearing is aids, i ain’t deaf in my ear

Soon they see you on some rims they wanna kick it in gear

It's late and you stuck in my basement

Look, baby doll, don't lie or front

Okay he’s gone now, roll her eyes when he whispers in her ear

Guns, knives, and gear, i'm a military volunteer, now it's all clear,

Staircase in front of me,

Than the muse of a family