This is a song about "Henry ford"

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

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

Just got another henry the 8th while it's weighing great,

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

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

Inspired by that ganja most 9-to-5ers just can't afford

We don't need y'all, the fader's who we really fucking with, bitch

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

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

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

Henry ford, paul revere, i destroy

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Tom ford tuscan leather smelling like a brick

If i give a fuck, it's probably from my dick