This is a song about "One to one against michael jordan"

I'm the next michael jordan, you niggas harold minors

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

Watch them get they monica on all day

Understand me, one thing to say

When it's all said and done

And i am one of one]\

You're the weakest one, you're the one to fight through,

And you faker than willy wonkareal shit, i told you

Yeah ballgame, i swear the hoes wasn’t in my plans

This that reggie against the knicks shit, jordan 'gainst the jazz/

My nouns and verbs go swish like michael jordan

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Never been one to point fingers

Talking of the gods you serve

You tried to raise a fist against me, but couldn't ball one up to make it

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit