This is a song about "Front"

Inspired by women, niggas say that i treat em different

I'll bring the party all the way from the back to the front

Ya got blood all over my front bumper.

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

But when he is up rapping in front of millions

Tell em they mind clippin i give em like 5 minutes

Like being serious and blunt without a delirious front,

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

Absurd g, chickens clucking for bird seeds

Make them experience with 4d front row seats

I'm asleep in the front seat

Nightmare on any street

Aint loyal cuz the way they front

If you ever feel alone and

You couldn't live your life for the moment

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