This is a song about "Jordans"

Jordans are a need, aint no shoe game recession

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

With them jordans on and the sheep coat, the weed smoke from that good kush,

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

Alot of niggas fake who go to hard

Jordans on my feet close to where them flames spark

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap

They napped and slept on me, man, i hate black

Rockin in my jordans so i guess im space jammin on your ball court

But daddy gotta order somethin dealers can't afford

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things

But still i'll probably be judged for not ownin' some jordans,

In my jordans so i guess im space jammin out your back yard

Cause what is love if you ain't discover love at heart