This is a song about "Wwe raw"

What up girl, tell me how you been

Spitting raw, gonna need a napkin/

God damn it, i'm one hell of a guy

To raw i make da beat die

Y’all baptist cheats and catholic priests had to be raw,

Cause youse a down ass bitch, and i ain't mad at cha

And break your bones the way i do, come raw

Beautiful are thou, africa

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

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

They claim it as their own, africa

Lame frees? nah... im just spitting it raw

Imagery, i paint pictures, stay sicker, i tore this raw,

See, baby, i'm a leader day away from a libra

Our children must be taught, of africa

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