This is a song about "Abuse"

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

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

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

But really i'm just caught in the loop, of understanding the truth

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

You remind of a dead moose, beaten up kids screaming" fuckin abuse!"

I use it but i don’t abuse it

You feeling when you be drillin' that shit

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

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

So before i have seeds gotta understand my roots

Or you choose i dont give a fuck what you abuse

And your bitch is the type of bitch who really wanna lose

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

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

And start hurting other people with verbal abuse