This is a song about "Raisin bran"

Carlton's amazin, eat this beat like a raisin

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

Lead us not into temptation

Tastes good like a raisin

Me i'm raisin it/see you lack the style that had for awhile/

Yo, i'm a hot and bothered astronaut crashing while

Remember me cause im the a survivor of the hell raisin grounds/

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

Hardly parted or separated, we stayed faded

If it was up to me, you'd be raisin my kid/

Dun want your courtesy bitch i won't bet even my a.tom call me a low brow

It aches ow, but you better admit it cause i'm raisin the stakes now

You wonder how it feels to walk a mile inside tha shoes

Im raisin the bar, ya gna be needing a neck noose,

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

Where's all the paparazzi? hair on my arm raisin like my pops was a nazi