This is a song about "Jordan country"

Made it to the dream team like micheal jordan

Hard to move on when you always regret one

I make money high like jordan

Two reflections into one

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket

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

Incorporate this lyric to their everyday living

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

Im hungrier than jordan with no rings

And in akron, my niggas they would throw things

I’m tryna be low key

Hustle for dis country money