This is a song about "Abby ford"

Take some inventory, in this gorge there's a ford engine, door hinge

We don't need y'all, the fader's who we really fucking with, bitch

Whitey here, but don't misconstrued me with the ford,

Wolf gang make a white pregnant bitch wan' abort

Tom ford tuscan leather smelling like a brick

Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic

You faggots can buy chains but utopia can't afford

Smash into your four-by-four door ford in a honda accord,

Henry ford, paul revere, i destroy

2 of her friends in the back boy

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and

Black honda accord slash four door ford until the drivers are flattened

//btw there are barely any pauses in this rap so it will be a bitch to record!

I don't blame her though...now i see her smiling everytime she sees me in my ford/