This is a song about "Retro jordans"

But now the dough like kaiser bro

Roaming the streets wearing retro

Although weight gets you paper, i pray you're weighing your options

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

Jordans on my feet close to where them flames spark

The vacancy that sat in my heart

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Can even afford retro fours

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,

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

I'm tryna feel the vibe of mona lisa, studying art

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

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

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap

The third one is mixed, white and black