This is a song about "Abuse"

We all call him a moose, cant do crap but abuse

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

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

Yeah, i got the flow that they know is the truth

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

And start hurting other people with my verbal abuse

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

We all call him a moose, cant do crap but abuse

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

Physically i abuse hip-hop, verbally,

Want to shoot your rhymes because there an abuse

Now concentrate until you get the juice

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

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

Abuse different verses to keep lips pursed

Fucked up, hatingness areas in the world