This is a song about "Abuse"

So before i have seeds gotta understand my roots

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

Want to shoot your rhymes because there an abuse

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

And start hurting other people with my verbal abuse

// satanic voice: satanic ritual abuse, just let loose,

And i don’t gotta front, i play these niggas like a wisdom tooth

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

I use it but i don’t abuse it

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

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

Abuse ur friendship untill there is no friendship

Now say fuck them other bitches them hoes ain't shit

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

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