This is a song about "Why i m am i here"

But mama, why am i so special?

Never wrong at any level

And thought why am i still alive why am i still here.

See, my bitch is the type of bitch that gotta keep it real

I am here forever so listen to me, come here sit

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

Why am i back to shooting up again?

Given her the tlc i'll never creep then

But still homey keep it real, how does it feel

But i turned that around that why i'm still here

Why am i not good enough

And panned out, i'm all in love

Why am i here today writing this music,

You're goin' to hear this and begin to ride on my dick