This is a song about "Ford cars"

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

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

On my back boy, holla back boy

Henry ford, paul revere, i destroy

I like bitches in air maxes without socks

Livin the fast life, in fast cars

When bret hart meet brett farve

Run away from the cars...

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

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

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

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

Secrets r hidden within the clouds

Dreamin big wanna have nice cars big house