This is a song about "Kill charles"

Went home with some time to kill

For real, a nigga ill

She sing, model, and dance, but can't sit still

Teaming with demons, theyr scheming a kill

We can’t even talk ‘less you got the check

Kill kill kill that's my motherfucking mind set

You fumbled in a drill, young man get on the hill

I always get high have tome to kill

Till we will, fucking kill!

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

Im too rachet too rancid/ charles mansion/ unload with the gun bro

All i know is bad bitches, i got finally famous with me though

Bitch don't kill my vibe, bitch don't kill my vibe

Y'all could be the star in my ficky spot light

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

I'm giving testimonies to strangers i never met