This is a song about "You dont have jordans"

Niggas can't see mei dedicate this to you punk motherfuckers!this one's for you, big baby

I don have to explain myselfi dont have tochange for nobody if you dont like me

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

And shit like u dont ever have to worry

I dont have time for that crap

Make the fingers snap

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

I suggest you practice dude,cause i dont think you have a clue

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

In the chair of confession i dont have the heart to speak to you

Smack 'em out the park, delete their number, that's my last call

But im here to help, you dont have to feel like this anymore

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Godzilla, dont hurt the civilians, i have mercy

I dont have to look anymore,

The board ceo, i'm glad you all