This is a song about "Hatred to jordan"

I'm like michael jordan,

Baby you're the one

I felt a tear roll down my facethat was daddy's bullet

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

Or let the mob handle that

A blatant case of weighted hatred,

Here you are, justifying hatred, spiritually wrong,

I ain't seen my lady in days, i been out on these streets so long

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

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

My nouns and verbs go swish like michael jordan

I got a lot to say, i don't hold my tongue

Im hungrier than jordan with no rings

And god blessed me with a lot of patience