This is a song about "Abuse fromdad"

Physically i abuse hip-hop, verbally,

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth

Want to shoot your rhymes because there an abuse

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

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

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news

Manufactured substance that all you suckers abuse//

Don't let them hold you back, don't give into abuse

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

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

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

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

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