This is a song about "Here i am"

And, shit, here i am, writing this song

It’s weird shawty, your wares showing me dead wrong

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

I am still here but they still doubt me

Raised by a momma who, who

And now here i am talking to you

But without her what am i really here to be. x2

And a nigga so fly i should be droved in jets

So the homie wale can leave the hook right

Here i am, let's get this started out, alright?

I don't care what it did to them

"so here i am, schemin once again,

Make a cold heart broad whole inner parts warm

Why i am here? huh? why was i born?