This is a song about "Front"

I'm asleep in the front seat

Sometimes i think, what i need

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

When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute

Front page of the times, payback with fire rhymes.

And i'm right behind him in a coupe that we drive

In front of the pastor

Poke out from behind her

Fuckin, smokin blunts, sexy models in the front

I nurture their brain, i'm moving the movement

I ain't trying to be ignorant

All these other nigas front,

We will never die, we are forever alive

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

This meeting just begun, nigga i'm satan's son

I use to front like i was the baddest one,