This is a song about "Ford explorers"

Oh, not again! another critic writing report

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

Henry ford, paul revere, i destroy

She would drive the toys plus ride the boy

Tom ford tuscan leather smelling like a brick

Style is patent, the measures is drastic

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

When we rumble, it's a catastrophyout for revenge on bitch

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

Mom loved me before..then left me to hustle alone as she couldn't afford/

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

Hopefully my dick don't shrivel up, when it's time to bust

Life was diggin’ me deeper, i kept on coming up short

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