This is a song about "Charlie beesley"

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

Like i was charlie sheen, i got tiger blood, that shit causes me to be mean,

Thought you was a cutie, though your booty mad thin

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

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

Women'll sell they soul just to buy some attention

Nigga, i got that dilla, premo, swizzy flow

Never mind that's just twitch stealing lines line charlie sheen ho

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

But i wasn't that clean i was more like charlie

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

I'm preteen, thirteen, still not rapping like charlie sheen.

Than charlie sheen with his good old liquor

I got something you've been waiting for

I'm the head coach of the team

Have you seen charlie sheen