This is a song about "My jordan s"

And coulda retired at 29 in my 20′s still

I like my glasses filled, as if it has to spill

I don't trust no one

I'm like michael jordan,

Savin' up 24 bullets with gun

I make money high like jordan

Bet i get it quick lick make it backflip outta town with some how you gonna act shit

Like i got an s on my chest i thank god that im still here hes my bullet

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Put the purp in the blunt

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Enough to drive a man insane, a woman insane

That say he better than jordan, hey dennis you must be kidding

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

Like im michael jordan major, you niggas harold miner