This is a song about "Range"

All these rappers with range rovers, i drive a hummer/

Too late now we're friends, i surely prefer

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

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

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

Got in more trouble as i got up that age

You redundant, you never ever change

Never wanted the fame, just wanted the range

Red rover, range rover send them bitches right over

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

Aspect, im wanting to change perspective, range of view, and visions,

I wish i had friends outside of my age range, does that sound strange,

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

Its like being shot in the face, with a shotgun, from close range.

A-t-l they know my name, magic city throw some change