This is a song about "Raw papers"

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

Yo since '010 i've been strikin' papers with my pen,

No nosey nelly gon report me to the papers

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

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

U wanted to eat me absolute raw

Its raw feelings and emotions

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

Me and my dogs we on the same flight

Lookin in them papers im like

Battle y'all raw metaphors slicing law

New grove, still bitches don't know this a flaw

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

So you can keep that joint i don't fuck around with papers