Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win
Dealing in depression, murder and lyrical impregnation
Lots of drugs and boos in his cup
And the governor couldn’t give one fuck
That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups
And he was married to my grandmother for money n drugs
Cause yo ass got me fiending for ya so far
But now i know why drugs and alcohol
Who live up in dark alleys, and are taking those crazy drugs,
And all we lack is communication like service sucks
I’m just multiplying my money and dividing the legs
See this depression and aspergers and god knows what else
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