This is a song about "Hatred to jordan"

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

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

Its slain, got hatred in my veins

Never the gold, i wanted gold plated chains

Portraits of self hatred painted to worship

Trying to get away, but i think im stuck

My nouns and verbs go swish like michael jordan

Now you gotta make it easy for me don't run

Just to attain the freedom status to everyone with hatred

I'm trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit

I told him get his 9 and run

Ballin like i'm jordan,

Not only from the rap game, i'm including the planet

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

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

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