This is a song about "Front"

Front page of the times, payback with fire rhymes.

And i'm on you rapper's ass like brake lights

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

Lean like the side of the shoe on a giant

If yall aint get it, the store is a front, front is a store

I get her once i bet you keep coming back for more

But when he is up rapping in front of millions

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

In front of the pastor

That i will leave earth with her

You couldn't live your life for the moment

Aint loyal cuz the way they front

I'm asleep in the front seat

The drug that they brain need