Chorus If you got something to say that's real important Just start off by screaming new Jordans, my people listen You want my folks to wake up like it's morning You gotta title your post, "new Jordans" real talk Verse 1 I still want every pair Used to try to save money up every year My man Tor got em all, I be like "let me wear!" Since we the same size, I try to bribe him, he won't tell me yea I had a big bottle stacked with quarters Took me months to fill it up enough so I could buy some Jordans I was in my mama's basement Riding public transportation I ain't have all my priorities in order I used to have a pair of red fours, I rocked my brother's sixes My twos fell apart, and I gave away my Olympics Had the bugs bunny joints, but my mind was so simplistic That I played ball in 'em not thinking bout the logistics Every pair I could've flipped 'em And doubled on my investment But I was so young and hungry just focused on being fresher As a dude up in school you gotta make an impression It starts with how you dress and this generation's obsessed Kids thirteen, fourteen, thirty-nine and forty They be standing online camping out from early morning Overnight, Mike don't need the money but we support him Is it true he doesn't care if we riot to help his fortune? Indiana and Ohio there was bloodshed, bust heads, kids robbed everywhere, some dead Imagine getting news that your nephew, daughter or son bled for shoes that they wore, 'nuff said It's so wild Chorus You got something to say that's real important Just start off by screaming new Jordans, my people listen You want my folks to wake up like its morning You gotta title your post, "new Jordans" real talk My homie said my flow is so annoying And when I kick that knowledge, all the youngins call it boring I don't have to force it I don't need a catchy chorus I just hit the stage screaming new Jordans y'all will get it Verse 2 We put fashion way before education It's like Nike is a soul-purging organization Charging insane prices while extorting the Asians We wouldn't gather like this if there was foreign invasion But for the J's, we exploring the nation Last year it was cop the Concords or do I go on vacation? I understand the way he jumped and how he scored was amazing But did it warrant these praises? It's just a sport he was playing And we treat him like a God, it's crazy the way that Phil Knight Signs every young black baller gives him a little light Maybe gets his name on a shoe, feeds his fam, lives his dream out and we say he made it, but what's our real plight? When I was young they told me be like Mike, that means reach high heights, and have a real nice life, a gambling issue, mean suits, a young, white wife Instead of giving back to people I just lead by sight And get money So the average kid, can't afford his product He's a culture changing catalyst, the top of every athlete list Iconic figure whose name became an adjective, never been a philanthropist, But he stacked up them championships.. I love MJ A renegade like Em and Jay Generated billions for our race just like the 10K Altogether I done probably gave him 10K... Or maybe more, what the hell am I hating for? All the rings that he won can't fit on just one hand It's not his fault he acquired some dumb fans Dudes dying for sneakers was unplanned Sad that my man got jumped for the logo of the jumpman Homie got his top rocked Hanging on a hot block New York City summer, number sevens on, he got stopped Thugs drew weapons put metal in his intestines in less than twenty-four seconds he was gone before the shot clock See how I put it all together like a Lego block Insane cycle, we blame Michael, it never stops Single moms spoil they kids cause they never met they pops Don't know your father, but you know when the new retros drop? A Poem For Mike Years ago I did an interview and they asked me what I would be doing if I wasn't rapping I said I would probably teach They asked what subject I said "I'm not sure, maybe English, language arts or health, possibly speech but I said my ego is too big to be at just one school everyday there's so many I want to reach So I would want to be a teacher on tour," Two years later I was hitting different schools as a substitute, that's deep It's like I had a mission that I ain't even know about When I thought rapping was my goal When they asked why I didn't make it big, I used to say it was my fault, but really it was my soul I started coaching and stepped away from the microphone No not because I felt old But because I needed some new inspiration to keep young dudes out of jail and young girls off the pole This kid in high school I vibe with, told me he's down to do whatever it takes to get his papes up He laughed hard when he found out I used to rhyme, saw my YouTube vids and asked why the hell I took a pay cut... Told me he had bars too and he rhymes about his chicks that are crazy thots and straight s*uts And all he wears is Js, I said, "You liked the way MJ played?" He said, "Played what?" Same guys that thought Dr. Dre only made headphones, and thought Illmatic was a disease They know Martin Luther 'cause he gave us a day off, and, they still fight each other and fear the police He said, "If I was born back in slave times... Or if I was there during civil rights I would have drunk from any water fountain I wanted to Before I picked cotton I'd have lost my life,.." Sounds good hypothetically Against your own kind you got that heater tucked But anytime there's a blooming race issue, not a lot of young people speaking up I guess I was the same way at one time So why am I contradicting and preaching stuff? I guess I wonder if we would march for a cause ..Or would we be too concerned with messing our sneakers up I don't know what I expect But my folks can barely text Our grammar's so incorrect We live or die by spellcheck But know how to spell check C-h-e-c never mind But we're well dressed A lot of things I say are not really safe to spit Like the plot to push the same s** relationship In ten years the n-word will be acceptable, Condoms might not exist and implants will be graduation gifts So as I stand on line outside this sneaker store and I see this man whose home is on the street And he walks up with no shoes and asks me specifically for a dollar or two so he could get something to eat I go in my pocket to find change when I should have went inside my heart, and stopped the beat I gave him nothing and it wasn't even funny when he and I both looked down at my feet And saw new Jordans