This is a song about "Charlie rovira"

Highest form of affection, physical connection

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

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

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

I see a young teen

Have you seen charlie sheen

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

Women'll sell they soul just to buy some attention

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

I win every battle like charlie sheen

She seems pretty nice, unlike charlie sheen

The bitches is everything in between

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

Than charlie sheen with his good old liquor

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

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