This is a song about "Front"

Step out on the block all the bitches they still in shock

All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod

I sit in the front seat to avoid getting laughed at more

I'm understanding that bull like a matador

Staircase in front of me,

Plottin' don’t even worry

Everyone else freaks out, and starts running out the front

Feeling like shawn carter before the diamond

My weed and my broad exotic with no seeds

Make them experience with 4d front row seats

Man these songs that i made in my bedroom and shit

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

Enforce, i'm elegant and

People are starin at this scene up front

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

Front page of the times, payback with fire rhymes.