This is a song about "Abuse"

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

Cause baby i refuse, to do a pup some abuse

Tell them niggas they slipping

Abuse and trafficking

Even though i'm a victim of my father's abuse

And your bitch is the type of bitch who really wanna lose

Cruisin in bottles, lottery tickets, and drug abuse

And i don’t gotta front, i play these niggas like a wisdom tooth

Me, going to lose? i'll kill you without touching you, verbal abuse/

My own worst enemy so fuck it either way i can't lose

You remind of a dead moose, beaten up kids screaming" fuckin abuse!"

Yo this nigga's forehead looks like a fuckin' big-ass moose

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

The fact that niggas abuse the 1st amendment

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

And for those who choose to abuse