This is a song about "Why change"

Why cant they change then mop it

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

Cdg shit match my kicks

Change flow like the seasons

So change up the station

What up girl, tell me how you been

With foreign names, valet the range

But im never gona change

Will somebody please show me how

Realized your in change now

While half my mental belongs in a cage

Why you change with your strange hits you arrange

When i pull up in that candy range

Now everyone finds the change

Chorus:now everyone finds the change

I grabbed the ak, my homie took the 12 gauge