This is a song about "Front"

Fuckin, smokin blunts, sexy models in the front

And you would think that i’m european, my tribe different

This song about you, then you probably need to leave

You alter-boys sucking without two front teeth

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

And they sore on hatin' reality that i ignore

I wish you were in front of me,i'd take you live

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice

Like being serious and blunt without a delirious front,

While i’m somewhere in the back, getting blowed like a blunt

Look, baby doll, don't lie or front

But nah, he is quite different

Don’t i talk nasty, she don’t know my government

I come from the slum, bitch i ain't gonna front

Walk with heat cause talk is cheap

I'm asleep in the front seat