This is a song about "Hatred to jordan"

Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes

Look at the time change from jordan to lebron james

Look at the time change from jordan to lebron james

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

Made it to the dream team like micheal jordan

+big daddy+, no +kane+, get the job done

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

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

Let's get off the phone and we can speak when i see you

It's useless see, nobody listens to the hatred you spew

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms

I told him, "don't submit to bigotry, the hatred it sparks",

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

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute