This is a song about "It s all nike"

Ain't heard a nigga thorough, it ain't perfect, but i work

A+'s is all i create, fake's- make fusses and cusses they butt hurt

And i'mma show you how the south was won

Wait what if it was the "great"'s ghost on

The fittest crew like a pair of nike jordan tennis shoes,

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

I want it all... all of the money

Cause some of you bitches funny

Get the heat ready then i give them that flame

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

I told her this here's overrated but i love your city baby

Listened to hip hop and thoght i am not alone that´s all crazy

Need a girl whos tryin' to ball

But i still conquered it all

But go ahead and take that nike sign and just do it!

Notice it every time i pick up the microphone and spit