This is a song about "Ford st"

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

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

Everybody wanna talk cause i'm rappin, they askin me what happened

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

Half a mill "rap-touring," jarrett jack boy

Henry ford, paul revere, i destroy

If i had a life jacket cause i'm not that dumb

Jewish getting married in the church of st. sebastian

Whatever your religion, kiss the ring on the don

U ask for forgivness i know we all ain't holy st. john

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

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

I never crack i got that chap stick

Tom ford tuscan leather smelling like a brick