This is a song about "Charlie veasey"

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

I spitting bars the metronome the money machine

Caged, and the wonder is seen

Have you seen charlie sheen

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

Than charlie sheen with his good old liquor

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,

At times i look in the mirror to boost my fucking ego

Never mind that's just twitch stealing lines line charlie sheen ho

I win every battle like charlie sheen

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

High heel wearer, hell of a body

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

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

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