This is a song about "Front"

This pair of sixes is paranormal that rare shit

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

Look, baby doll, don't lie or front

This how i hear it different

The revolution will proceed

I'm asleep in the front seat

Like being serious and blunt without a delirious front,

Bitch i’ve been ballin’ all alone, like the gym is vacant

As my name get bigger this game get different

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

Im the wolf in front of you sheep

From the back seat, back seat

Front page of the times, payback with fire rhymes.

Never wanted so bad for 2pac to be alive

Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant

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