This is a song about "Range rover"

We riding rover timeless....

All we need is convienient love

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

Like food for thought was my father but i ain't have the hunger

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

But if you rupture a tendon i bet them feelings change

My gun always in range

And i pray that never change

Shit is over i'll drive over you in my rover damn, i'm the son of sam you vultures

One less hungry mouth on the welfare!"first ship em dope and let em deal to brothers

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

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

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

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

And i'm driving a unicorn, plus my bitch is strange