This is a song about "Front"

My city's culture to the game now in existence

But when he is up rapping in front of millions

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Ya got blood all over my front bumper.

Make them experience with 4d front row seats

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

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

I’m tryna have them lips sync, milli vanilli shit

The third one is mixed, white and black

I've read the textbook front to back/

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

Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive

Knees dug deep into the pavement

Look, baby doll, don't lie or front

But since whitley gilbert and jada pinkett my world been different

Like being serious and blunt without a delirious front,