This is a song about "Ford tempo s"

I caught a felony lovin the way the guns blow

Deathly desperado, "never rest"s the motto,

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

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

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

Superfly, opposite of basic

Tom ford tuscan leather smelling like a brick

An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

If only i could go back into the 80’s

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

I’m coming back like light-skin and

My g"s have been handcuffed,