This is a song about "Me kiara"

Hugging me, holding me, carrying me, openly not concealing me.

Get a bottle of ciroc and take a chopper to the party

They fucking me and loving me

This is like riding through the city

Lift me up, hold me, just like you told me

And i'll tell you, baby, it was easy

Come near me (come near me)

Looking at your money

We the 93 chicago bulls baby

Stab me, shoot me, there just aint no destroyin me

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

Your arms enfold me, cloak me

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Approaches me, encroaches towards me,

Girls try ta rush me touch me love me

Fuck that nigga, i am the party