This is a song about "Jordans nose"

Shit got hectic had to come up with my hoes

You know im the shit boy you better hold ya nose.

Real nigga with a nose ring, that's right

Gq told me i'm not the talkative type

And yeah we up in stadium, quarterbacking hoes

Blowing stones, froze, icing sugar up my nose/

You feel it from your head to your toes

Though music keeps to alter nose,

Fans catch us on animal planet, tracking hoes

I remember when i was a snot nose

Finished mean done, and done mean dead

Before i make your nose rudolph, special red,

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

And her little baby daughter really love them harry potter books

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap

Fourth quarter, that sack; fourth ward in all black