This is a song about "Front"

Everyone else freaks out, and starts running out the front

The day before is better than the present

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

In front of the pastor

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

We the squad, young folarin, out that maybach mob

Look, baby doll, don't lie or front

And the word most important

Humpy dumpy, in front seat

Have no souls indeed

I'm back on my sixty six six shit

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

Look, the illest bitch alive, reallest bitch alive

Front page of the times, payback with fire rhymes.