This is a song about "My dong range rover and black card"

February cold as my heart

Flo flo flow bad that's my card

My gun always in range

And i doubt that ever change

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

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

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

Red rover, range rover send them bitches right over

While massaging my ding - dong.

Heh, if the autotune's gone

I know my calling's worth like phone card

Well in that case, brother, then love her hard

My heat concealed and its that black nine

Ye' and killa cam', the world is mine

Don't fuck around and make it truemy adversaries crumble

You can see the range in which my bars are unbeatable