This is a song about "Im back the return of dj harlem"

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

About but no one ever gives anything in return without a doubt. im tired of being

Tie titanium around their neck and watch em panic

Now she return the favor, she sucking on my dick

This dj ain't got the heart nor spleen to reach levels this extreme,

Niggas hating but i love them even though they trying to scheme

Throw it in reverse

To the back of this verse,

Clicks, cuz we're a wild pack of harlem lunatics!

I.e. i get sick, white tee, i be kicks

In the back of my mind

Jimmy back me, child

See me be ge be, dj g he into ti-ti, holla' then i'm

Now i'm the young one with the 9 ready to put in my time

Fuck the d.a is my m.o, i aint dj unk but im walking em out

And when they try to get parental and start talkin' loud