This is a song about "Raw"

Must admit this a fucking, raw beat

Fulfilling voids of broke d-boys sellin' weed

To liberate yourself, africa

And break your bones the way i do, come raw

The crew thats as raw a sushi

But five years from now i bet she see

Our nation have to bow, africa

U wanted to eat me absolute raw

Thinking you bad, thinking you raw?

The science and the art, africa

While i spit this flow and shit the chorus raw.

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

It takes a nation of millions, public enemy would spit it raw,

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

I ain't, mad, at cha

Kicks new, my denim, raw