This is a song about "Front"

All these other nigas front,

I’m trifling, damn right ignorant

In front of the pastor

Baby, you know who you are

But nah, he is quite different

Aint loyal cuz the way they front

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

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

I use to front like i was the baddest one,

But if she ain't gonna smoke it ain't gon' happen

But let me thank destiny i'm still alive

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

I've read the textbook front to back/

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

Nightmare on any street

I'm asleep in the front seat