This is a song about "High top jordans"

In hopes to get on top

Curl up like big worm when i drop

Have a toast for tha homiessee we both gotta die

Won't lose the throne or drop from the top, the shit is too high

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

But still i'll probably be judged for not ownin' some jordans,

With them jordans on and the sheep coat, the weed smoke from that good kush,

And her little baby daughter really love them harry potter books

I'm back to life flying high as pilots on airliners designed for the top

My nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only nomo got

And they wonder why these california earthquakes hit so hard

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

Your chick said i'm hot

Somehow landed on top