This is a song about "Ford mustangs"

You faggots can buy chains but utopia can't afford

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

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

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

Best believe this is the boy

Henry ford, paul revere, i destroy

Salute me, game: invented it, and you can't get no membership, little bitch

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

I praise the lord, but disagree with my life so i slice my wrist every night with my sword,

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

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

Wolf gang make a white pregnant bitch wan' abort

Tom ford tuscan leather smelling like a brick

I never crack i got that chap stick