This is a song about "Jennifer rob ford toronto crack"

Big rob whaddya think nocturnal means

So fuck it, i'm platinum in the streets

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

Meanwhile six headed demons take my hand to show me round this ghost ward

If it still has a crack

She always comin back

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

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

When i was starving now it's payback

All of us will eventually crack.

When i was 11 got the toolie thick

Tom ford tuscan leather smelling like a brick

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

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

I see the bitches calling i just hit ignore

Loot banks, rob stores and call yo mamma a whore