This is a song about "Jordan country"

Made it to the dream team like micheal jordan

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

Like im michael jordan major, you niggas harold miner

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

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

You look sweet enough to make a nigga need a filling

Went to another country that's call migration

And it's hard to find god when you ain't never seen him

My nouns and verbs go swish like michael jordan

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some

Shit i'm the the rapper

Yeah, they call me country grammar

Rip this is for you jordan davis

Chanel slippers on my bitches like you go love