This is a song about "My jordan s"

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Like im michael jordan major, you niggas harold miner

When i run b-town i got size 11's on my feet

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

College degree, scores on my s a t, shit, please,

Y'all be the next in the long line of war stories

Carol city or was it the west

S on my chest like a superman vest

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

The fluid on my eye falling while i do the rhyme

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Put those fake nigger s to do my labor

I am not the only one

I'm like michael jordan,