This is a song about "My new jordan s"

We skip college, chase dollars and black pennies

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

They'd rather see us locked in chains, please explain

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

Ballin like i'm jordan,

Yeah bitch this date's done

Jordan on my shoes, i got the eights and tens

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

Can’t you see just how long my run

I make money high like jordan

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

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

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

You live your life all serious while i'm enjoying mine

My balls mike tyson in the 90s

Dc has never seen such progress