Who killing nike

What the fuck man?? Andrew's in the motherfucking house yoo, listen up every body,

Elliott Hill motherfucker what's up man?? Whole world listen up!

You ever wonder why your stock collapsing?

Look at them kicks, man, who’s still grabbing?

Ugly shoes, no soul, no passion,

Plastic dreams in a sweatshop fashion.

Used to run the game, now you trippin’ off-brand,

Every drop’s mid, can’t even resell on demand.

Hype died down, check the chart — it’s tragic,

Even Air can’t lift your magic.

You sold the swoosh, forgot the roots,

Now you’re just numbers in business suits.

So yeah, you wonder why the price ain’t lasting —

It’s ‘cause your style fell off, and the fans stopped clapping.

Thank me later — clean house, fix the vision,

Fire the suits that killed your mission.