This is a song about "Jordan"

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Jordan belfort leopards don’t change their spots

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

Reminds you of the faces, trayvon martin, jordan davis,

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

Im like jordan in his prime i go soarin with these lines

I think it's more racist than ratings

Im hungrier than jordan with no rings

I hit your block and we can box for fun

My nouns and verbs go swish like michael jordan

Trayvon martin, jordan davis, rodney king, racist cop shit,

No benefits still a nigga never hissy fit

See me as blasphemous for i don't need them

Made it to the dream team like micheal jordan

Then fade you out like i'm ballin' with mike jordan

But i don't trust anybody, yeah no one