This is a song about "Front"

Like being serious and blunt without a delirious front,

All the bad strippers gotta greet me with the government

Fellatio is frequent, still i treat them decent

Fuckin, smokin blunts, sexy models in the front

I know mario's on the hook, but i was playing duck hunt

Everyone else freaks out, and starts running out the front

Front page of the times, payback with fire rhymes.

We will never die, we are forever alive

Humpy dumpy, in front seat

For the low that nine cheap

I come from the slum, bitch i ain't gonna front

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

I'm asleep in the front seat