This is a song about "My 94 ford"

I'm talking ambition, i could spell it for you

Both- baby you'll make my, my, my, my dream come true-----------

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

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

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

See my pain through my eyes,

What we gotta do to survive

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

No dirt weed, give me purp with no seeds, please aboard

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

My demeanor, thirty years my senior

Yeah i ain't done

My words are my rhythm

Grab my knife and my gun

It ain't where i been