This is a song about "High jordans"

In my jordans so i guess im space jammin out your back yard

I'm tryna feel the vibe of mona lisa, studying art

When that thing gon fly

Aint that why we get high,

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack

I like big butts and i cannot lie

Cause when i'm flying sky high,

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

Jordans are a need, aint no shoe game recession

How high? nigga, higher than the kites they fly

He struck gold, words an everlasting high

This is my high rap, you cant even touch my high stacks.

They got me goin mad, i'm knockin busters on they backs

Why you call me back? don't lie

I got that shit, that makes you high