First of all, my dog, back off Ash Roth top five right now, better know that But rap without me is like braidless Moesha, Kobe with no Shaq But when I'm on the mic all I get is blank stares No cares, it's a slow clap But just because you rapping like "Da-da-da-da-da-da" Doesn't mean you really rap I can't grasp how these broke asses claiming to be rich But really get no cash I been to your whack show, what you call that, bro? 25 people at home with a cat? You go posting like "Yo it was packed, it was dope It was girls from the front to the back" All these cum rags keep comparing white rappers with Asher But everybody knows I'm the dad For the craft, or a laugh, not a tad outlasted I don't really care what you say 10 years from now I'ma still love college While I'm fucking white girls out in Arizona State I'm sick of hearing all the hoes you be having How much dro you be smoking, homie no you don't You showed up with bros Here's a RAW paper, do you even know how to roll? Let it go like my hair length I'm gonna quit rap start it better I'm gonna play bass guitar Me, Chevy, Chip, and Dumbfounded What should we call it? Hmm, How about RAW?