This is a song about "Soccer player brandon the raw defender"

Yeah u a player, that don't hit the field

I did a little stint, shout out to the south east

The crew thats as raw a sushi

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Leaning off the actavis, passing blunts round and round

You couldn't possibly comprehend the raw sound

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd

I used to play the game and kill nigg'as call it pro player. shoot yo brains out,

How beautiful are thou, africa

And break your bones the way i do, come raw

Sent to earth to poke catholics in the ass with saws

Hardcore raw metaphors are strong as the queens' jaws,

I'm haunted by the thoughts of being husband, or a father

I don't know you, but know kick, niggas in the face, so soccer

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