This is a song about "Jordans kds and lebrons"

She keep her eyes open and her fucking mouth closed

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

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

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Lean like the side of the shoe on a giant

And remember what i said and

Charlie tango, ready for whatever

And don't ever (and don't ever)

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black

Or like monumental mixtape of the moment

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Jordans are a need, aint no shoe game recession

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

Seven, what's religion nigga? i am legend

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,