This is a song about "Front"

Fuckin, smokin blunts, sexy models in the front

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

Headband endo, ya'll ain't ready

Staircase in front of me,

In front of the pastor

You gon' tip her

Aint loyal cuz the way they front

You couldn't live your life for the moment

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

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

I nurture their brain, i'm moving the movement

Everyone else freaks out, and starts running out the front

I'll bring the party all the way from the back to the front

The prerequisite is gun clappin' so what happened

You alter-boys sucking without two front teeth

Cause i disregard the white dress and the perm weave