This is a song about "In front of you"

White america said i'd be doing 25 to life

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

Telling me shutup, i’m leaving youthe reason you ain’t even got one

Till christ occurs right in front of you, his sight gives up to eyes of satan

Tell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home

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

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

But when he is up rapping in front of millions

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

But the one in front of the gun lives forever

Sits in front of the tv, buries her nose in the pad

Give it to these broads,imake em soar back and all that

If ya do upset metell the cops to come and get merip the crowd like a phone number

Yellin at my father in front of the church sayin fuck you and the kindergarten priest fucker,