This is a song about "Abuse"

Y'all wonder why they cock and shoot, and abuse,

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

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

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

Abuse different verses to keep lips pursed

Fucked up, hating ass areas in the world

Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news

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

And start hurting other people with my verbal abuse

So before i have seeds gotta understand my roots

I use it but i don’t abuse it

If it's right tonight, i might bite that

Always keep it up to date, that's why the hoes choose

Cause baby i refuse, to do a pup some abuse

Want to shoot your rhymes because there an abuse

So you can ask black thought if i know my roots