This is a song about "My new jordan s"

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

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

Don't worry. im steady busting these 3's just like my nigga stephen curry,

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Ballin like i'm jordan,

Something wicked this way come

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

And coulda retired at 29 in my 20′s still

.4’s for 15, yea my niggas we be taxing a lot

Out there on my bumper like a city cop

The 40 if i cop bottles, we can't believe you

Your shit is old, but nigga my shit is brand new.

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

S on my chest like a superman vest