This is a song about "Dividing range"

1-900-wale, nigga keep the change

Let my possibilities range

A shooting range with bullet limits

Cause we been off them slave ships

Range your raps are strange im gonna unleash cuz before i was caged.

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

Never wanted the fame, just wanted the range

Yeah, i'm close minded, and never gon' change

To understand the dividing lines and barriers that,

Hmm, knew in my heart you was the same motherfucker bad

Said her hearts, in a cage

My gun always in range

'fore you love you a nigga, try loving your kids

At close range, no gimmick, fired their lyrics like bullets

Try doing what you doing but it’s out of range

Iverson was cool, but i supported victor page