This is a song about "Ford ka"

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

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

And she got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

Tom ford tuscan leather smelling like a brick

I style on new york, pile up my fork

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

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

No crucifix chains, i’m ain’t sure if i’m forgiven, lord

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

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

And that's word to my nigga bad boy

Henry ford, paul revere, i destroy

Cause i'll kill if i find out you're watching some other movies, bitch

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