This is a song about "Charge"

She's your garden peach, you're her guard indeed, gonna charge, besiege

Yeah i know a city that's surrounded by a beautiful beach

Look, i lost my nigga over nothing though

My rhymes thunder, and they charge, just like a rhino

Sit down, imma roast ya, free of charge, no cater

And then along came the wrong man for her

Gold all in my watch

My iphone need the charge

Cause, when i talk they don't just watch

My homie just beat the charge

Poor people starving dying in the streets, the ones in charge are the elite,

When she was pregnant i'm surprised i ain't retardedat night i can't sleep, count sheep

Left my member's card and now this shit gon have an extra charge

You're my favorite show, any chance i get i try to watch