This is a song about "In front of you"

Is when it was clear, to see in front of you, to who belongs this face is?

The irony in that is that i ain't even that, but you put it those pages

Staircase in front of me,

Oops, i'm so sorry

Your arteries clog right in front of me simply from just the air you breathe

A favorite of my homies when we floss on our enemies

But the one in front of the gun lives forever

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

Shake that thing im in front of the line

I be on the highway dirty, crunch time

I'm tryin to keep income comin' in and collect on my ass cap

Seating in front of ma pc trying to write a rap

You filthy nerd, sittin' in front of my desk

Deep down, i'm an emo fuckin' faggot that's depressed

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

Are laying out in front of me, but anyways, we're roses grown,