This is a song about "Raid"

I'll raid through your mind like a scattering disease

I just wanna get some head, maybe ass ‘fore i leave

Wants to know why his daddy don't love him no mo'you can't complain you was dealt this

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

Fuck a pest, we ain't in raid drought

Out of this 3rd rock, nigga air it out

Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight

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

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

A fly by air raid wit a bombardment of brilliance

Tryin to get a motherfucker to telland couldn't nobody diss my nigga

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

Secrets r hidden within the clouds

And the cops went to even go raid his house

Neighbors start to raid with pickets, all ordered large

Beat me with it while the rest sit and watch