This is a song about "Head to the front cunt punt"

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

Seemingly insistent to get a piece of this cunt

No shit, he's a gangster on the mic, yea right cunt

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

If i catch her i can fuck her in the cunt

Seven, what's religion nigga? i am legend

They gon keep on watching, give em something to see

Head to the sheets where you strip in front of me

But since whitley gilbert and jada pinkett my world been different

Devil is jealous, cuz compared to me he aint nothin but a open cunt

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

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

Penguin waddle panties dropping down to the front street,

She tell me i got that flame, your rhymes are so deep

Step out on the block all the bitches they still in shock

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