Intro: And I am C-H-A-R-L-E-S. In the place of the place. In the place to be. I said I hit my hit my hit my hit my hip to the left and the right aye. They say have some fun. Just let it ride.

Verse 1: I notice that the beat can dictate how you rhyme. I found a boom clap rim shot to hold me down. Keep it cool true to the flow you feel inside. And let your soul loose on the track and feel the vibe. But I haven’t had a song I’m scared of yet. Maybe I ain’t making art. Just something from the heart. With a nice ol’ vibe a lil more sweet than tart. Yo I’m parched. Need a drink of life. Classic metaphor. Most rappers will tell you they’re the best thing since bread, but I can name a lot of things I like more than bread. (Maybe they weren’t comparing themselves to plain bread. Maybe it was like wonderbread. I don’t know). Anyway, keep it cool on the mikey. Girls seem to like me. Cats never want to fight me. And it ain’t cause I’m so buff and tough. Really I’m skinnier than the straw you serve with your icy. I like the blue one by the way. The red one ain’t bad. Just something bout that blue got pizazz. Remember back in the day when everybody used to say, “Yo, I’ma open up a can of whip azzz!?” Maybe that was just my household. My momma used to love that shhhh. It had her out cold. And Alpo was….actually I won’t finish that stream of consciousness…..because…..because it’s nonsense. Damn!! Right when you thought we just bonded, I had to not tell you something about my childhood. I ain’t grow up in a wild hood. Just on the side of a highway as cars would drive by me and I’d wave high as they pass with my kite in my hand outside in the grass. You’ll never know. And if you’re thinking that, that’s between me and you.

A little psychology sprinkled throughout this mind-bogglingx3

Maybe that was a little too much (funny phonetics). I mean yo, like you gotta understand. Like sometimes you just gotta have fun cause life is a beach (laughter).

Laugh with it. Kick back and sip drafts with it. No need for having massive fits. To be honest, I be kinda over-serious sometimes. Put myself in lots of boxes that only I can get out. And my friends stay telling me Charley why you limit you and I be like I don’t know. Honestly, I have no clue. Cause I know I’ve got potential and I know I’ve got the juice.

Shouts out to my homie Ro. Shouts out to my homie T. Shouts out to my homie Malcom. Shouts out to my homie G. Shouts out to the homie Gers. Shouts out to my homie Bentrice. Shouts out to my homie Myca. Shouts out to my homie Jay. Shouts to my homies Cortney Cause I ain’t writing bout my insecuritiesss!

I’m NOT about to write my flaws! Just in case you thought I was!