This is a song about "Front"

Spit selvage my nigga, it's in my jeans

Make them experience with 4d front row seats

Nail them to a cross in front of their damn children

Why me, i say it cause we number one

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

You better lose yourself in the music, the moment

Cause they right down the street

Im the wolf in front of you sheep

But don't fall asleep

I'm asleep in the front seat

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

Like how the fuck did we miss this kid's shit

Humpy dumpy, in front seat

No days off and i ain't gettin’ sleep