This is a song about "I got jordans"

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

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

I got that powder, i got that white

And you're, approaching me right

I got a crush, ooh ya i got a crush

Welcome back to class, bitch, grab on to your glasses

But daddy gotta order somethin dealers can't afford

Rockin in my jordans so i guess im space jammin on your ball court

Jordans on my feet close to where them flames spark

I'm feeling like i never want to be apart

Immortality like i have got

No pork on the fork, but it’s white in the pot

But you're loving mine i am the shit

I got my drink, i got my music

I make her cum a lot

Its all i fuckin' got