This is a song about "Jordans game weak"

And her little baby daughter really love them harry potter books

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

Nah compared to your grammer, i ain't weak

I mean eddie murphy, swang, gettin' married

Cause there'll never be peace

Gettin weak all in my knees

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet

My verve asleep, but verses averse to weak

You must give up your shit is weak

Sometimes i think, what i need

Well in that case, brother, then love her hard

Jordans on my feet close to where them flames spark

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

They say that sleep is for the weak

This for my people that stressing whenever times is hard

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