This is a song about "Ford"

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

You faggots can buy chains but utopia can't afford

Wolf gang make a white pregnant bitch wan' abort

Whitey here, but don't misconstrued me with the 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

I should have known from the start boy

Henry ford, paul revere, i destroy

Never let another rap nigga hit it from back or the front

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

Tom ford tuscan leather smelling like a brick

We touch down in moscow and take flicks like click click

And then leave your ass in a hospital bed, i'm the only god only lord,

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