This is a song about "Charlie allen rolls"

Slit throat put a wide hole in ya skull bigger then the size of ring rolls.

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

See, mel made a couple milli sellin’ jesus passion

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

Your crews full of pussys that cant stand there ground, whats gonna happen when spb rolls around,

Nigga 50 million up on these fuck boys

The streets with my voice, the horse is a rolls royce,

I'm the one in the classroom that just sits back and rolls his eyes.

Fuck rules, skate life, rape, write, repeat twice

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

Why cop a rolls royce if you have no chest vessel

Better yet a genie baby make ya first wish

If my flow had nitrous, barry allen couldn't witness this,

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

I tell them to imagine mos def meets woody allen