This is a song about "Ford mustang american muscle"

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

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

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

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

Grew up poor, still poor but by american standards

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

And american music shows.

This is love, nothing else close

They ain't got no muscle you would think they was weightless.

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love

I was going to go hard on you but i'm not even using any muscle.

If we wasn't so original, my life despises as a mofo criminal

All you wanna do is get that stick

Tom ford tuscan leather smelling like a brick

Hate to break this to you but this is nothing like the american dream

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen