This is a song about "Front"

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

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

Everyone else freaks out, and starts running out the front

Mc'ing ain't dead, but the scenery is different

Ya got blood all over my front bumper.

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

I'd still be a nigga with no deal tryna get one

Nail them to a cross in front of their damn children

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

I'm asleep in the front seat

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and

I got a cold heart and you're in my sights so here comes the polar front

I'm everything that they call nice

You alter-boys sucking without two front teeth

For fear of what you show them, reality is golden

I use to front like i was the baddest one,