This is a song about "Charles"

Got my carry-on but really wish i had a pound with me though

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

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

It's a battlejust for tha big money

Now i'm 21 and being schemey like charles lee

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

In your gold pot addin' extra sauce because

Im malcolm sex, crazier than charles manson

Perfect 10 and lord knows that i need one

That whatever it creates it will land in the head

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

Rebel without a cause, swag ray charles

Lord, you're so pretty, lying in my arms

I would gasol you niggas, but i'm in no position

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