This is a song about "Charlie"

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

I be ahead of these niggas last king guillotine

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

Highest form of affection, physical connection

I give him a helping hand, bring him out to thugz mansion

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

I don't got no time to call, hope that you ain't mad though

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

Have you seen charlie sheen

Man this life is but a dream

Than charlie sheen with his good old liquor

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

I get paper like i a mail box, seen

She seems pretty nice, unlike charlie sheen

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

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