This is a song about "Retro jordans"

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

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

First off congratulations on the win

Jordans are a need, aint no shoe game recession

They say the money talks and bullshit walks

Can even afford retro fours

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

And her little baby daughter really love them harry potter books

Roaming the streets wearing retro

And i shall commence that i'm the truth, joe

I know the world been waiting for that

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap

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

Straight to my partner room and let him beat it like a keyboard

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

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