This is a song about "Hatred to jordan"

A blatant case of weighted hatred,

Bulletproof vest won't protect shit

Straight up fuck all y’all nigga's talking about that nigga changed shit

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

The gang-banging and violence, is the sweetest song

Here you are, justifying hatred, spiritually wrong,

Me and my microphone could be one

I make money high like jordan

I'm like michael jordan,

Uhh, got a hundred on the dash, young

I can't play basketball like michael jordan did

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

Just to attain the freedom status to everyone with hatred

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

But you can call me hatred, or devastation

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin