This is a song about "Abuse"

Cause baby i refuse, to do a pup some abuse

Let me enlighten you, i am the brightest of the youth

Cruisin in bottles, lottery tickets, and drug abuse

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

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

Physically i abuse hip-hop, verbally,

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

You would think that i had a match for a tooth

Abuse and trafficking

Yeah, check the stats, my team winning

Abuse different verses to keep lips pursed

Then i redecorated, that mean my tables turned

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

But really i'm just caught in the loop, of understanding the truth

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

Want to shoot your rhymes because there an abuse