This is a song about "Jordan johnson"

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

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

And i’m still alive, magic johnson arise

I guess she thought she'd get away, wouldn't hear the cries

Throwin round wallets like the dude that kid cudi hit

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

Fucking the game up, working magic with this johnson

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

Jordan on my shoes, i got the eights and tens

Everybody coming home deserve a white benz

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

Im like jordan in his prime i go soarin with these lines

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops

Jordan belfort leopards don’t change their spots

Pocket racked up all big faces

Rip this is for you jordan davis