This is a song about "Raw shit"

Since the beat has dropped i've lost it, spit insanely with this raw shit

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

Our children must be taught, of africa

U wanted to eat me absolute raw

I ain't, mad, at cha

Kicks new, my denim, raw

I don't give a lil shit if no one believes this ill spit raw

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

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

You've got an iller fate, dawg, but your fillers ain't raw

See, baby, i'm a leader day away from a libra

And a quick undercut to the jaw, "pow" now who’s raw.

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

Hit the deli on the corner and get a package of raw