This is a song about "Hatred to jordan"

Here i go again, searching for love

Rip this is for you jordan davis

Portraits of self hatred painted to worship

Secret society all we ask is trust

My nouns and verbs go swish like michael jordan

So pun... it's no new shit and it ain't no fun

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

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

So the ones eye has freak don't run

Ballin like i'm jordan,

A blatant case of weighted hatred,

That's what i call it, it's full of shit

And i ain't got what it takes

Its slain, got hatred in my veins

Here you are, justifying hatred, spiritually wrong,

She told me that the radio's been playing the same song all day long