This is a song about "Fat jordan"

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Reminds you of the faces, trayvon martin, jordan davis,

Im like jordan in his prime i go soarin with these lines

Blinded by all these street lights, up late, can't sleep nights

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Jordan on my shoes, i got the eights and tens

Tallk about pussy, which is fat

She just laughs as her life starts flashing back

There's nothin' like where i come from

My nouns and verbs go swish like michael jordan

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

That say he better than jordan, hey dennis you must be kidding

You said also i was fat

I don't want it on my back