This is a song about "My jordans"

Jordans are a need, aint no shoe game recession

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

This is my original, my validation

Miami nights, ain't another one

My words are my rhythm

My glocks steady,my walls up, my teams ready

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Now you got me hopped up on that

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap

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

There must be another route, way out

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

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for