This is a song about "Retro jordans"

They left the keys to the brand new porsche

Can even afford retro fours

And niggas ain't shit but you already knew that

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap

Roaming the streets wearing retro

You know i be teasing, though

Jordans on my feet close to where them flames spark

This for my niggas that really rap hard

This for my people that stressing whenever times is hard

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

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

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

But daddy gotta order somethin dealers can't afford

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

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