This is a song about "Abuse of balloons"

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

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

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

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

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

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

You'd criticize the ghetto, but the devil would abuse it,

Give it to these broads,imake em soar back and all that

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes

Or you choose i dont give a fuck what you abuse

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

Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news

Physical , emotional and mental abuse/ combination of those

I'm cool with all these broads in here but i do not date lucaya hoes

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

Cruisin in bottles, lottery tickets, and drug abuse