This is a song about "Ford fiesta"

On my back boy, holla back boy

Henry ford, paul revere, i destroy

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image

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

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

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

Right past the poor in clothes they can't afford

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

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi in this bougie ass chick

Tom ford tuscan leather smelling like a brick

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

He pushing cause his goal's to be higher with the lord

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

Meanwhile six headed demons take my hand to show me round this ghost ward