This is a song about "Firing range"

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

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

Red rover, range rover send them bitches right over

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

She's a sex chaser, do whatever for the change

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

If you never do, still niggas look at you strange

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

You beat me? you can try but im already out of range

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

Firing random lines my words start to cause a lyrical fission

Vicious transmission for my vicious ambition

Cos i'm a loose canon firing at everyone, even my own patrons

But i ain't had none in a while i need your aspirations