This is a song about "Abuse"

Cruisin in bottles, lottery tickets, and drug abuse

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice

And start hurting other people with verbal abuse

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

Every day was a saturday, shit

Abuse ur friendship untill there is no friendship

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

Physically i abuse hip-hop, verbally,

And for those who choose to abuse

My time with their half-witted reviews

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

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

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

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

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice