This is a song about "Raw youngster"

How beautiful are thou, africa

This is smack down i spit shit that's raw

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

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

You want some beef nigga? i'll serve it to you raw

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

I'm raw & rusted like a saw that's busted

You gone make me flip then split your shit

Thinking you bad, thinking you raw?

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah

They claim it as their own, africa

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

Monday night wrestling, i’m so fucking raw

Used to call me the african don dada

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

Ask rajesh about the snow cone and get the package of raw