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

Rockin in my jordans so i guess im space jammin on your ball court

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

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

In an ocean full of sharks bout to come up short

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

Bad bitches onlygot a sign on my dick

Henry ford, paul revere, i destroy

Half a mill "rap-touring," jarrett jack boy

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

And you can tell by the chiseled horns on my forehead bitch