This is a song about "Charles dickens"

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Now i'm 21 and being schemey like charles lee

Ass-clappin', shawty bag out the wagon

Im malcolm sex, crazier than charles manson

Im too rachet too rancid/ charles mansion/ unload with the gun bro

With plans to reach the end even if i had to star slow

Charles barkley, got the job, deadly shit, tnt forgiveness

In your gold pot addin' extra sauce because

They heard i'm bout to blow, so all my enemies say let's be friends

Crazy like charles manson, ride around with me you better hope your seatbelts

Look, i got no time for that type of connection

To my homie charles bronson cause we been through thick and thin

Hit the green like running backs with no yards

Rebel without a cause, swag ray charles

They ain’t sleeping until they know every customer fed

Charles manson in the flesh, i kill a nigga for the check