This is a song about "Micale jordans"

Jordans on my feet close to where them flames spark

Breaking so many laws, waking up in the dark

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

I want that title but they got me fighting under card

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

But daddy gotta order somethin dealers can't afford

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

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

The bummer is the fact that i'm black

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap

Jordans are a need, aint no shoe game recession

But little to no interest after election

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,