This is a song about "Climat change"

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

So change up the station

But i murder him first

Its time to change the world

Now everyone finds the change

With foreign names, valet the range

That i have the potential to change

While half my mental belongs in a cage

I really wanna change

Said her hearts, in a cage

Do what do, and never ever change

Nigga, you pull over, fuck a rover range