This is a song about "Jordan round"

This my zombie circus, you better get a fuckin' ticket

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

Rolling in more green than a hole in one

My nouns and verbs go swish like michael jordan

You up for another go round?

To come and change my life around

Ride him all around, when he hits the ground

Big and full of frights, in carts going round and round

Though uncalled for, they gon drop them

I make money high like jordan

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

You listenin' to her is leaving you with empty nights

I spun that motherfucker round and round

It is breaking me down, no more friend around

They can’t even come around

I make your head spin round,