This is a song about "Raid"

Must be part of some big plan to keep a brotha in tha state

He's up front in a stomping parade but astrayed from the raid,

A fly by air raid wit a bombardment of brilliance

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Fuck a pest, we ain't in raid drought

You gotta help me out

I'll raid through your mind like a scattering disease

Went away for a little, let my wisdom increase

Troublesome niggahahaha, troublesome 19-motherfuckin'-96let it be known nigga

Reminnising to the first time my yard got raid,they took my bit of skunk that waas the

And the cops went to even go raid his house

I got a thousand bitches, i'm not too good with vows

He rigs the raid, guards knees buckles, for god sakes he's gonna beat em till his skull crunches

Then im off by the morning i dont no these hoes im just another recordin this

You in the past me and future on the same watch

Neighbors start to raid with pickets, all ordered large