This is a song about "Cowboys and the open range"

In fact, my hat is in tact with the fubu pull over

Then hit me up and we can cruise in my range rover

You can see the range in which my bars are unbeatable

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

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

Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change

Come and rap at me the door is open, be my guest

Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best

Its like being shot in the face, with a shotgun, from close range.

I always judge a book by the cover, never the page

Open up the lids of your eyes and realize the ominous,

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

Aspect, im wanting to change perspective, range of view, and visions,

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

And get the cake, then i'll tell them that's the winners pay

Who 's the say i won't rule one day and open the schools and say