This is a song about "Raw sacks"

While i spit this flow and shit the chorus raw.

Our children must be taught, of africa

Hoes show me love, niggas give me props

Hiding reggie sacks in your socks

Kicks new, my denim, raw

I ain't, mad, at cha

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

The homies wanna kick it, but i'm just laughin at cha

Thinking you bad, thinking you raw?

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

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

Cause youse a down ass bitch, and i ain't mad at cha

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

Educate yourselves, of africa

Battle y'all raw metaphors slicing law

See, i'm a nigga with no flaw