This is a song about "Drake charles roan"

I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape

Still better than any shit from drake

Charles barkley, got the job, deadly shit, tnt forgiveness

I hear you callin' me to come back, i'm a sucka for love

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Young money like drake and nicki

But fuck that, i live in the hood and we need y'all cats

All the bitches with drake hands who got fake plans,

To my homie charles bronson cause we been through thick and thin

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

You haters put up your guards

Rebel without a cause, swag ray charles

Early adapters agree they all late

Time for the drake rapping i undertake