This is a song about "Jordan caine"

And when it's said and done

I make money high like jordan

And when you up in wet willies, you ain't even thinking

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

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

What's you motivation, huh, what's your motivation

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years

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

And he's the only nigga in this particular grade

See i'm the jordan of rap, you're like a retarded d. wade

But this ain't physics or rocket science

Im hungrier than jordan with no rings

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

Please show love, make way for the bad girls club

Time to start the game, crack your brain, like wrath of caine/

I am not tina, buddy, do not give my window pain