This is a song about "Front"

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

Humpy dumpy, in front seat

Nail them to a cross in front of their damn children

Until the buzz go away lets have a little fun

After pleasure there’s paineven though we're broke for the moment

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

I use to front like i was the baddest one,

The mind on me just shine on them, you shadow women

I'm asleep in the front seat

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

If yall aint get it, the store is a front, front is a store

And maybe one day his kids, something that he'll live for

I nurture their brain, i'm moving the movement

Everyone else freaks out, and starts running out the front

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

Look in the scope, my people still a target