This is a song about "Front"

Went from the 'back down' to the 'front, flip'//runts slip

Chris wallace said the sky was the limit

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

But when he is up rapping in front of millions

If you ain't about money

Staircase in front of me,

I'm asleep in the front seat

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

I've read the textbook front to back/

I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done

Nail them to a cross in front of their damn children

Make them experience with 4d front row seats

Absurd g, chickens clucking for bird seeds