This is a song about "Hurst and charles"

I'm like roots, you a new shovel

And inhospitable,

Bandana p, blow thirds, the 4 take you on all fours

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Women'll sell they soul just to buy some attention

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

Hot where i'm from, the newscasters don't come

Vodka and soda, pineapple and patron

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

And for the time being lets me in love with the moment

Charles manson in the flesh, i kill a nigga for the check

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set

This is oh so much like getting votes

And nasty remains and bones

Im malcolm sex, crazier than charles manson

So pun... it's no new shit and it ain't no fun