This is a song about "Raw barz"

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

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

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

The science and the art, africa

The crew thats as raw a sushi

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Y’all baptist cheats and catholic priests had to be raw,

Educate yourselves, of africa

Our nation have to bow, africa

U wanted to eat me absolute raw

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

Imagery, i paint pictures, stay sicker, i tore this raw,

Cause i'm thinking me and you could get along

And hardcore raw metaphors so get drawn

Now the first week sales can't hardly compete

Must admit this a fucking, raw beat