This is a song about "Peters jordans"

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

With them jordans on and the sheep coat, the weed smoke from that good kush,

Can't win with a passive attack

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap

In my jordans so i guess im space jammin out your back yard

But there's a devil in the ghetto tryin to tear it apart

Rockin in my jordans so i guess im space jammin on your ball court

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

I'm feeling like i never want to be apart

Jordans on my feet close to where them flames spark

But still i'll probably be judged for not ownin' some jordans,

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

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

Jordans are a need, aint no shoe game recession