This is a song about "Jordan"

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Like im michael jordan major, you niggas harold miner

Im hungrier than jordan with no rings

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

Jordan on my shoes, i got the eights and tens

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

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

This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines

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

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

Jordan belfort leopards don’t change their spots

Then fade you out like i'm ballin' with mike jordan

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun