This is a song about "Abuse and drugs"

To hold on to emotions till it overloads and abuse you

If i don't diss another nigga you dont get that issue

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

I use it and abuse it, yo this music, it's a movement,

And get me some more drugs

Album: smoothsong: playa young thugs

As prolific and as active as can be, fiend, abuse it,

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

'cuz i'm tired of your shit and the mental abuse,

And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news

Most people made of blood and organs but i'm made of drugs

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Surrounded by drugs violence and sodomy

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

Cruisin in bottles, lottery tickets, and drug abuse

You wonder how it feels to walk a mile inside tha shoes