This is a song about "Raw youngster"

And break your bones the way i do, come raw

They infiltrate our homes, africa

Thinking you bad, thinking you raw?

Beautiful are thou, africa

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

Fuck it turn my mic up a lil bit

- or i'mma fuckin' put this gun in your fuckin' head

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

I'll be cursing tha law

Fuck raw, pull out, now withdraw

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

And i can't even trip, cause i'm just laughin at cha

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

Used to call me the african don dada