This is a song about "Raw youngster"

Its raw feelings and emotions

You looking at the 2010 romans

I'll meet you in the sky

To raw i make da beat die

A legend have to bow, africa

While i spit this flow and shit the chorus raw.

Got overun by the youngster gang, but i glock till they dead/

Them niggas all peaked, but you ain't seen a niggas limit yet

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

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

Battle y'all raw metaphors slicing law

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

Been throwing up c'z since i was a youngster

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

Thinking you bad, thinking you raw?

Is written in our souls, africa