This is a song about "I rock jordans"

Came from the bottom, aiming for the top

Stabbing in your back,so that's why i rock

I don't rock designer cloths, i rather rock and shock with that raiden robe

You know i’m stickin' to that proper code: strapped up, lock n load

Apologizing for my actions, sometimes i get bored

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

Now i rock shows, kill beats with my eyes closed

Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold

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

I ain't trying to conflict: nickels to dimes and shit

Well, i can handle that

Yeah, i rock it like a rocket

I don't need your girl. man i got a lot

I cant stop my rock when its on hip hop,

You guys are the reason im on stage and i rock

Had so much kush and ciroc, bitch, i think my heart stop