This is a song about "Stoke me"

Picking on me, bullying me, people pointing fingers at me

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

While i'm making history

Invading me are eating me

Girls try ta rush me touch me love me

We the 93 chicago bulls baby

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

No smilescause ain't a thing funny

Hurt me harm me,cut me scar me,

It's no longer a new jack city

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

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

Try me, battle me. crybaby, wannabe.

You raised me, amazed me, praised me.

Wanna see you work your body