This is a song about "Wwe raw"

Its raw feelings and emotions

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

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

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

Hit the deli on the corner and get a package of raw

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

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

Thinking you bad, thinking you raw?

Uh, that shit you talk don't move me nada

While i spit this flow and shit the chorus raw.

A legend have to bow, africa

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

Spitting raw, gonna need a napkin/

Must admit this a fucking, raw beat

Me and my peeps often meet