This is a song about "Raisin bran"

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Carlton's amazin, eat this beat like a raisin

So they hurtin but what's for certain you can get you some heat

I'm raisin hell like you when chasin a chocolate parakeet

Yeah, i got the flow that they know is the truth

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

You swear the bitch was plantedmy lyrics motivate the planetit's similar to rhythm nation

Jesus saved u on the cross he was risen just to make your life tastes good like a raisin

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

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

Trapped in the projectsand the jury finds you guilty on all accounts

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

Tastes good like a raisin

Gin makes me sin

Lyrical pictures, they used to have a windowless vision

Raisin' in a pigeon-hole; being told -"it is all you could be given..."