This is a song about "Harrison raging"

You're raging an got some grammar issues go back to first grade

Killa i roller cheese blazed, high as fuck and feelin' great

My weed and my broad exotic with no seeds

Forget these troubles, war raging in the streets

Raging and raising up hell, waiting to pay someone else,

You can call me cancer but i don't smoke cigarettes

When it comes to beef it becomes a talent

I'm raging, ripping up the stage and

Out with the homies, cuz shorty wanna be a thug

But now our hate is raw, raging wars, no peace, we’re fed up,

I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence

Finding a perfect storm of memories raging in fears

I guarantee our change whatever we go through

Raging hate, disgrace, i ain't graceful, if i'm mad at you,

That i'm saving my raging

Why not me the same thing