This is a song about "Raw barz"

Uh, that shit you talk don't move me nada

Monday night wrestling, i’m so fucking raw

Life of and outlaw

Fuck raw, pull out, now withdraw

Spitting raw, gonna need a napkin/

You're uncool like my mother kin

Must admit this a fucking, raw beat

Fulfilling voids of broke d-boys sellin' weed

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

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

Our history that they stole, africa

This is smack down i spit shit that's raw

A legend have to bow, africa

Thinking you bad, thinking you raw?

We young folk here, spittin' raw street knowledge

Go nuts, instrumental flow much