This is a song about "Raid"

Don't give nobody no coochie while i be locked up state

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

You could never find out

Fuck a pest, we ain't in raid drought

Neighbors start to raid with pickets, all ordered large

You're my favorite show, any chance i get i try to watch

Just can't understand why we gettin respect nowmomma told me they're be days like this

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

To add to the list of beverly hills victims

A fly by air raid wit a bombardment of brilliance

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

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

Secrets r hidden within the clouds

And the cops went to even go raid his house

I'll raid through your mind like a scattering disease

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys