This is a song about "Charlie gay"

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

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

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

She seems pretty nice, unlike charlie sheen

And keep a tight grip for everyone waiting on the day i slay

I'm telling you the truth when i say bruno mars is gay.

See, with you, i never see it wrong

"you already wrote the gay song

Then some lady named billie holiday

I hope you prayed, unless your gay

Than charlie sheen with his good old liquor

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

It ain’t no crime, i only catch the coy

Little gay-lookin boy

Bring it back to the old days,cause rap is so gay

What you calla lifetime, i just call a long day