“I Got a Scheme”

Ladies and gentlemen, I step up today bathed in spotlight and iced out in ambition — ready to speak truth drippin' in gold.

I got a scheme.

A bold, lavish vision — where everybody eats, everybody shines, and everybody’s credit score hits 800 like it's nothing.

I got a scheme that one day, from the broke blocks to the boardrooms, folks will link up not just to survive — but to thrive in designer threads and equity checks.

I got a scheme that on Rodeo Drive, the sons of side hustlers and the heirs to hedge funds will vibe over truffle fries and toast to passive income.

I got a scheme that even the bougie clubs of South Beach — guarded by velvet ropes and judgmental bouncers — will open their doors to all who walk in confidence, class, and custom kicks.

I got a scheme.

I see a future where my kids — my little entrepreneurs in training — will grow up in a world where clout ain’t the currency, character is. But hey, a little ice never hurt.

I got a scheme today!

I see a world where ATL’s grind meets LA’s glam, where dreams are direct-deposited and every vision has venture capital backing.

I got a scheme today!

I imagine a world where we ain’t weighed down by chains unless they shine, where the only struggle is choosing which luxury SUV to take to brunch.

Let the bag secure the people!

Let it secure us in Silicon Valley! Let it secure us in the penthouses of Manhattan! Let it secure us in the studios of Burbank! Let it secure us in the crypto vaults of Austin! Let it secure us in the metaverse, and beyond!

Because when the wealth flows like champagne, and the grind pays off like royalties, then we’ll all rise and declare:

“Free at last, free at last! Thank the brand deals — we cashed out at last!”