This is a song about "Domain and range"

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Red rover, range rover send them bitches right over

Got in more trouble as i got up that age

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

Cause my mission's insane, you couldn't vision the pain

Bitch let me explain, now your in my fucking domain

With a four finger ring like i can't spell my fucking name

Maybe drop a hamilton on a sick domain

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

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

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

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

Sulfur grains all up in my domain,

Oh you a muslim now, no more dope game

When you can't make a hit even on a golf range

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