This is a song about "My jordan"

See this what happens when you rap like you ain't no ones favorite

Trayvon martin, jordan davis, rodney king, racist cop shit,

My compulsion/ concerning my transaction in my cabin/

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

Jordan on my shoes, i got the eights and tens

Jordan belfort leopards don’t change their spots

Slangin' rocks with your glocks put this tape in your box

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

I opened my bible in search to be a better christian

Ya can see my, my, my, my kick-off so shout

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure

They all are pretenders, i am the 7th letter