This is a song about "Abuse"

My mistress misuse, i abuse her positive attributes/

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

Physically i abuse hip-hop, verbally,

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

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

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

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

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

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

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

From where they take them old beats and turn em into news

Cause baby i refuse, to do a pup some abuse

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

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