This is a song about "Retro jordans"

My jordans high-top, snapback fitted cap

Twista finna get up on the track

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

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

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

I'd rather have me no job than no heart

Jordans on my feet close to where them flames spark

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Jordans are a need, aint no shoe game recession

I put these poems all in these songs

Can even afford retro fours

I ain't tryna brag though

Roaming the streets wearing retro

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

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start