This is a song about "I rock jordans"

Whole lot of cobras with dope like soap bars

I leave em frettin more than rock stars

I got problems, so fuck it, i’ve just hit rock bottom

I take ‘em to the crib and leave our future in a condom

Me and my microphone could be one

But i know that there is a rock bottom,

I got something you've been waiting for

I rock cool clothes and the dopest sweater,

My tv stays on cartoon network, fuck that twilight shit

Laced the weed with cocaine, and now i rock chronic,

My talent should take me places i've never been

But now i rock the mils and the mansion

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

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

But still how you niggas i get jacks on the first

You know i love you girl, you really rock my world,