This is a song about "Raw papers"

Thinking you bad, thinking you raw?

They claim it as their own, africa

So log out and soak your lyrical papers

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

Just trying to go somewhere and play with europe players

But i ain't got no weed, no phillies, or no papers

Take out your favorite papers

Pissin' on the demons of the earth

See, i'm a nigga with no flaw

Fuck raw, pull out, now withdraw

Lookin in them papers im like

But if i die tonight

Ask rajesh about the snow cone and get the package of raw

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

A nuisance, wasting time, cutting and pasting headlines in the papers

He carried weight like a mack truckgonna bust on some playa haters