This is a song about "Jordan caine"

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

Yeah, uh, where's the love for the sixteen writers

Look at the time change from jordan to lebron james

Okay you have em in amazement; switching four lanes

I'm a son of a gun

I'm like michael jordan,

Like im michael jordan major, you niggas harold miner

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

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

We fight with these rings with the intention to ever last

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

Jordan on my shoes, i got the eights and tens

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

She gon have a baby then flee from her education