This is a song about "Lea hilt ford"

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

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

And then leave your ass in a hospital bed, i'm the only god only lord,

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

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

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

I like the way they dribble up and down the court

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

Henry ford, paul revere, i destroy

Columbus, holla at ya boy

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

Make martin luther tell god i'm the future for heaven's talent

Tom ford tuscan leather smelling like a brick

Ain't nothing changed since the sadder day, dig