This is a song about "Jordans jumpman"

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

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

Jordans on my feet close to where them flames spark

Like a small garage in your backyard

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

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

Apologizing for my actions, sometimes i get bored

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

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

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap

Then i will gladly go back to my emo rap

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

Jordans are a need, aint no shoe game recession