This is a song about "Jordan caine"

Shit, we don't believe none of them

I make money high like jordan

That makes threemy laywers getting cash up the ass

This that reggie against the knicks shit, jordan 'gainst the jazz/

'caine laced by straight-faced, niggas who abuse it,

In that 09' range while i'm singing old tre shit

That say he better than jordan, hey dennis you must be kidding

You look sweet enough to make a nigga need a filling

Catch you at the red light, have em screamin' “caine get up"

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

Look at the time change from jordan to lebron james

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

I laced the base with 'caine straight-faced, then i tackled him,

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

I'm the next michael jordan, you niggas harold minors