This is a song about "Gun range"

But i'm sorry for the damage i have done

Your best lines are a rubber band gun

A shooting range with bullet limits

To see me and my chicks in dkny kicks

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

You redundant, you never ever change

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

While half my mental belongs in a cage

Red rover, range rover send them bitches right over

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

Stole a brand new range rover

That i will leave earth with her

I can only imagine

Escaping from my fucken gun