This is a song about "Front"

She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed

I'm asleep in the front seat

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

And they sore on hatin' reality that i ignore

You alter-boys sucking without two front teeth

Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies

My niggas fly niggas, this is jet life

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

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

But since whitley gilbert and jada pinkett my world been different

I've read the textbook front to back/

Shit, that birkin bag make the old dude mad

They want me unemployed, until i hit the streets

Make them experience with 4d front row seats