This is a song about "Scripps ranch"

What transpires since the day the seeds were plantedthe g grew but we knew we'd have a clique

Thought, rend their beats to tender meat if enemies ever beef, but they a nest of sheep

More beef than a cattle ranch

Lv on my feet with a belt to match

Racks on racks, our campaign strong, and yc like my brother

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

You can see the range in which my bars are unbeatable

Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble

No oppression again we just cannot stall

They ain't hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all

Let my possibilities range

And i pray that never change

Leave em amazed with what the range is

Ask her address she holla saks fifth

Now i'm playin' solitaire patient

To bad you aint on the guest list