This is a song about "Honda civic"

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

Wild styles to mimic, just throw me the key to the honda civic

And eventho tha tints locced, i'm rollin in de honda/

Now tomorrow you sober wishing you ordered a soda

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Dropping a honda four twenty on four twenty,

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

I do not know how that dead body got inside of my trunk

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

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

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

Sparking ganja in a honda van of soccer moms