This is a song about "Raw barz"

It's cool cause the radio don't do much

We young folk here, spittin' raw street knowledge

Battle y'all raw metaphors slicing law

I'm feelin' chris childs, you lookin' like kobe bryant jaw

With barz flippant an rampant,

If you ever feel alone and

Hit the deli on the corner and get a package of raw

But all she ever want me to do is unhook her bra

Just be alarmed like vietnam, better hide or he'll spit it raw,

See, baby, i'm a leader day away from a libra

Used to call me the african don dada

Lame frees? nah... im just spitting it raw

Just be alarmed like vietnam, better hide or he'll spit it raw,

You trying hard to maintain, then go headcause i ain't mad at cha