This is a song about "Abuse"

I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt

The fact that niggas abuse the 1st amendment

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

Always keep it up to date, that's why the hoes choose

And start hurting other people with my verbal abuse

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice

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

Cruisin in bottles, lottery tickets, and drug abuse

I went to court last week for substance abuse

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

Just got up and screamed, fuck the world

Abuse different verses to keep lips pursed

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

Or you choose i dont give a fuck what you abuse

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

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news