This is a song about "Jordan gate"

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

Arrived at the place, my friends over by the gate

Yeah, i think i'mma cop me that new estate

I go to my mates and his front doors a gate

Made it to the dream team like micheal jordan

I got a lot to say, i don't hold my tongue

You after me, huh? i'm after cash

First out the gate last back to class,

Steps in and tells the girl to leave out the gate

Taking my time, let me levitate

We ain't come for peace, you can bend your knees and pray all day

Alright, out the gate i gotta make you explain when you say

Coconuts ciroc where puff at, never fall in love, don't cuff that

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

I'm like michael jordan,

My drive is like no one