This is a song about "Ford 150"

I almost ended it all, i almost fuckin hung a rope n' let all 150 pounds fall

I have the brain of a genius you have the brain of a neanderthal

Henry ford, paul revere, i destroy

She got back with her old boy

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

Say you want that dope shit, welcome to satan's cabbage patch, bitch

In an ocean full of sharks bout to come up short

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

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

I do not know how that dead body got inside of my trunk

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

I am your hell so elf go fuck yourself i am a cray orc, your rotten pork

Tom ford tuscan leather smelling like a brick

If his bitch insist on getting sick

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

Inspired by that ganja most 9-to-5ers just can't afford