This is a song about "Katie ford"

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

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

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

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

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

Rockin in my jordans so i guess im space jammin on your ball court

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Guess what ike, im fucking katie

Tom ford tuscan leather smelling like a brick

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

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

I think i owe you an apology katie, 'cause no one's as cold as me,

Henry ford, paul revere, i destroy

You're sure to catch her witcha one day boy