This is a song about "Front"

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

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

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack

I've read the textbook front to back/

People are starin at this scene up front

As my name get bigger this game get different

Aint loyal cuz the way they front

And the word most important

The day before is better than the present

Fuckin, smokin blunts, sexy models in the front

All my people from the front to the back nod, back nod

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

Front page of the times, payback with fire rhymes.

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