This is a song about "Whitey ford"

I grew up on circuit boys and go-go music

Tom ford tuscan leather smelling like a brick

Black foamposites, it's like we on that mobbing shit

Nigger this, whitey that man i don't understand it,

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

I am your hell so elf go fuck yourself i am a cray orc, your rotten pork

Henry ford, paul revere, i destroy

Half a mill "rap-touring," jarrett jack boy

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

Right past the poor in clothes they can't afford

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

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

The only reason that i put up with this bougie ass bitch

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