This is a song about "Charlie the druggie"

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

Now you can feel itit's a potion for my niggas in motion

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

The more battles the better the flows

Here they keep a rachet close

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Inside my heads telling me evil thoughts

Better or worse, the center of attention

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

Playing soccer, stupid, stay in a sucker's place

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

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