Yo, Sometimes I swear... I'm made for this

Heh Cause when I get in the booth, I just...

Hehe Turn into Superman. Dig?

It's a wonderful feeling, you know?

Cause I really do it for love, nah mean?

Uh Charles Hamilton Shout out to Lupe

It's all love I'm just sick of all the comparison

Yes I am who I say I am, I'm Superman

I'm flying high, and that's the plan

So don't shake my hand

I don't give a damn, how you feel

Noooo (It's Charles Hamilton)

Yes I am who I say I am, I'm Superman

I'm flying high, and that's the plan

So don't shake my hand

I don't give a damn, how you feel

Noooo (Hehe)

Thank you, Mr.Fiasco, now watch me rip like an asshole

When taking a shit on a flagpole

You get raped in this biz, if you mad slow

I'm Sonic in this bitch, cause I'm fast so

Catch up or drop down when this cat flow

I spit flames, got a mouth of Tabasco

In hell Newports, out come tobacco

Inhale haze, the outcome is bad though

In hell days, Is like mountains of cash flow

Never ending, Never pretending, the Devil is in me

Whoever should tempt me, is asking for I

That's some Morbid shit, but it's this way till I have to call it quits

Some days I get mad and ball my fist

Should I black out? Ask the audience

French kiss Death, playing mad accordion

The high school drop out, valedictorian

The sixth man, I have to score again

Cause I may never have the ball again

Laugh at Charles, because that's some Charlie shit

Have a Marley hit, call it mean

I want Charlie to shine, you want Charlie Sheen

I'm Martin Sheen, I fathered this shit

Tough pill to swallow, swallow this dick

I am nice, acknowledge it bitch

Simone Porter that's my baby, never thought of cheatin'

I smell her scent in the air, the world is Puerto Rican

I'm sort of speaking, Metaphorically

The more that you think it, the more that the meaning, is mean

No more quarter keeping, I'm trying to ball out

Go all out, in the lab 'till I fall out

Call out my name, I won't answer

This soul cancer, makes me feel like an old dancer

I can't move without making a face, can't sleep

Can't eat, without breaking a plate

Line drive down the middle, man

I'm safe at the plate, take it away

The umpire made a mistake

I'm out

Uh...

Hehe

Forgot I had another at bat

Bottom of the ninth yeah I'm loving that fact

A-Rod meets C-H-A-R L-E-S, **** keep your day job

I make pods, put it in your eye, Call it eye pods

Look into the skyI Sun gon' shine forever

So as long as I'm here, you **** need to get your rhymes together

I could rhyme forever Would rhyme for ever-y single time, **** try to rob my leather

Cause they knew I was a geek

That didn't pop Berettas, now **** sayin

They wanna get chopped together, Nah

Not enough weed, for me to just be cool

With you shaky mother fucker saying, "trust me"

I just breath, just believe This is telepopmusik

Adjust to me Fuck with me You better not fuck with me

Cause your boy here, dangerous like, the Busta beat

Cause this, is, serious, the industry got me delirious

I know what it is, I'm not hearing it

It's predictable like rhymin' serious, and delirious

With period, so here it is , Period. Uh

Fuck college, I fucked up in Ithica

Cause of the Chanel bitch, I fucked up in Ithica

Excuse me? Huh? What? Give a fuck?

****, what is this "fuck" that I'm giving up?

I'm never giving up, never am I tapping out

I'm a fighter, and that's what I rap about

I'm never giving up, never am I tapping out

I'm a fighter, and that's what I rap about

Charles Hamilton

But for right now, you can call me Superman

I'm in the booth

One

Charles Hamilton

But for right now your can call me Super Man, I'm in the booth

One