This is a song about "Raw sacks"

So i’m warning , don’t you love me for too long

And hardcore raw metaphors so get drawn

Its raw feelings and emotions

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

Battle y'all raw metaphors slicing law

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

Spitting raw, gonna need a napkin/

I’m smoother than alopecia skin

It takes a nation of millions, public enemy would spit it raw,

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,

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

Thinking you bad, thinking you raw?

The science and the art, africa