This is a song about "Fake jordans"

A fake personality i dressed

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Way too much right here is at stake

Your fake, man you mistake

And these fake cocksuckers fists/

Murder all your artists

And her little baby daughter really love them harry potter books

With them jordans on and the sheep coat, the weed smoke from that good kush,

All you niggas dead , dead fake

I'm laughing; you couldn't wait to escape

Jordans are a need, aint no shoe game recession

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

We got young people's lives at stake

Ur love was always fake

And i'm right behind him in a coupe that we drive

All these fake shady's commence utilize