This is a song about "Age range"

But i'm preparing for my golden age

With foreign names, valet the range

Since she was a little age

1-900-wale, nigga keep the change

Let my possibilities range

Magic city a lil bit of change

So go away forge for the lowers levels to beat and increase your wining range

And nowadays things changeeveryone's ashamed of the youth cause the truth look, strange

And i'm driving a unicorn, plus my bitch is strange

And im consumed with the abilities of old age

A shooting range with bullet limits

Dc's here, this is where crack lives

Never wanted the fame, just wanted the range

While half my mental belongs in a cage