This is a song about "Smackdown vs raw"

My momma a og which makes me a don dada

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

Is written in our souls, africa

Monday night wrestling, i’m so fucking raw

Battle y'all raw metaphors slicing law

See, i'm a nigga with no flaw

A beast that's what i am, with incredible beats no one could match.

Better be ready for the next jason vs freddy it's a rematch,

And i like the hoes that need passion

Spitting raw, gonna need a napkin/

My father was missing, war lord oliver north

The way i blow up, the vs just soars

The homies wanna kick it, but i'm just laughin at cha

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

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Cus isn't me, vs you producing misery?