This is a song about "Fake jordan s"

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Im happier when high and drunk

Then fade you out like i'm ballin' with mike jordan

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

But the industry's a lot like, a crap game

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

This that reggie against the knicks shit, jordan 'gainst the jazz/

Now i'm the young one with the 9 ready to put in my time

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

The fittest crew like a pair of nike jordan tennis shoes,

We talkin' b blockers keep us with deep pockets

Im hungrier than jordan with no rings