This is a song about "Charlie resp fmts 2"

Throw up your motherfuckin middle finger

Than charlie sheen with his good old liquor

The master of this rap shit

Cause im mean like 2 spirit

In jail every 2 weeks/

And she throws up whatever she eats

Got me thinking you 2 chains

Blow trees like a hurricane

Livin' with 2 brothers, 2 grandparents and a mother

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Get a little smart, want to change yo tops

You cant even handle 2 bars

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

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