This is a song about "Hatred to jordan"

Once you successful they relentlessly givin you hatred

I'm trying to take you where nobody going to pay you, kid

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

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

Trayvon martin, jordan davis, rodney king, racist cop shit,

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

Every nigga can't dunk, some white man can jump

Portraits of self hatred painted to worship

See this what happens when you rap like you ain't no ones favorite

Just to attain the freedom status to everyone with hatred

The dilemma is, you think i got no conscience

Im hungrier than jordan with no rings

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

A little more of me through generation of a debate of hatred