This is a song about "Front"

Fuckin, smokin blunts, sexy models in the front

Hoping wes snipes make my life a bit different

You alter-boys sucking without two front teeth

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

I want to tie her body up and throw her in my basement

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

I'm understanding that bull like a matador

I sit in the front seat to avoid getting laughed at more

Baby, you know who you are

In front of the pastor

Everyone else freaks out, and starts running out the front

Forreal, i got a pole in the basement

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

Load the glocks they stuntin', we control the block

All these other nigas front,

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and