This is a song about "Charlotte sales"

Thats the end of my speech, i'm a need you to clap

Keep spitting like that, then you will be a charlotte bobcat

Bring back record sales, i sail while i break records

And three hours in the showers with the corpse

Money and power come to us through direct sales,

You think that we was learnin' from other rappers' mistakes

Im cuttin the sales and makin the scenes,

And she throws up whatever she eats

To get ourselves up out that dream, no i’s in team

With sales of fish scales from triple beams i gleam