This is a song about "That i am here"

Hating my macking, they asking

I am here to mess up this thing

That bitch bad, looking like a bag of money

I am still here but they still doubt me

I'm after you bringing traffic through

And now here i am talking to you

"so here i am, schemin once again,

My raincoat, and gold wrappers, amen

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

Luck on my brim supreme keeps me warm

This is everything that we call hype

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

And dj's play my records cause i make the needles dance

Not only am i here to talk the treatment of blacks,