This is a song about "Hatred to jordan"

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

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

A blatant case of weighted hatred,

And i give it to y'all, cause y'all respect that

Look at the time change from jordan to lebron james

Geechi on her, came back: a million chains

Its slain, got hatred in my veins

Never the gold, i wanted gold plated chains

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

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

But now my rage and anger builds up with hatred

He could own that, shawty, i'mma lease that

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

So tell me i ain't shit, go and embellish it a bit