This is a song about "Charlie rovira"

I don't want to grow up, i know that shit for a fact, nigga eighteen

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

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

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

Maintaining my modest modest as i dream

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

Show ‘em how much they really mean

Have you seen charlie sheen

Now me, tony, g, and tre got the keys to the nation

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

I win every battle like charlie sheen

Be the king, that was part of my dream

She seems pretty nice, unlike charlie sheen

Caged, and the wonder is seen

Than charlie sheen with his good old liquor

The ice ain't really nothing to her