This is a song about "Hatred to jordan"

Then sip on this remy til they turn me up some

Made it to the dream team like micheal jordan

Its slain, got hatred in my veins

And i ain't got what it takes

Had to wear the 13's with them

Ballin like i'm jordan,

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

My nouns and verbs go swish like michael jordan

But now my rage and anger builds up with hatred

Hypetrack that and send it, nigga it's a sack shit

No, i can’t called bitch i’m lying, i don’t use my phone, shit

Just to attain the freedom status to everyone with hatred

We talkin' b blockers keep us with deep pockets

Im hungrier than jordan with no rings