This is a song about "Front"

Fuckin, smokin blunts, sexy models in the front

What you doing when ross drop a hundred thousand

Can barely walk the city streets

Make them experience with 4d front row seats

Front page of the times, payback with fire rhymes.

Violence on my uncle, was working with two strikes

I've read the textbook front to back/

They napped and slept on me, man, i hate black

Seven, what's religion nigga? i am legend

Everyone else freaks out, and starts running out the front

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

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

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

And they sore on hatin' reality that i ignore

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

It's like i just hit the lottery, my god