This is a song about "Honda des"

Holding the des, toting the lead for exposing you feds

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

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

Room service, the moon been worthless once apparent to your aura

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

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

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and

The big bad wolf to me you're just a minor fox

Sparking ganja in a honda van of soccer moms

No crucifix chains, i’m ain’t sure if i’m forgiven, lord

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

My kick game be making fifa envy

Dropping a honda four twenty on four twenty,