This is a song about "Range rover"

The ice ain't really nothing to her

Stole a brand new range rover

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

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

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

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

At close range, no gimmick, fired their lyrics like bullets

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

Red rover, range rover send them bitches right over

Switch rovers, hit 'em with the gun that's in his holster

The only range of options for me is to be a rapper or athlete,

See, the luxury that we accustomed to, i take a smut to eat

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