This is a song about "Smoken raw papers"

Know just what you worth

Heart out to the papers

And this world's mine, but the womb is hers

Justen bebar's lyrical rhymed papers

Dangerously vicious mentally retarded when im swinging kickin the dust,

Lives to be lost papers more important enforcement endorsed with outa warrant

Educate yourselves, of africa

While i spit this flow and shit the chorus raw.

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

She smiles; a niggas full of passion

Spitting raw, gonna need a napkin/