This is a song about "Abuse"

I'ma try to rhyme and get through, i'm documenting the truth

And start hurting other people with verbal abuse

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

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes

My mistress misuse, i abuse her positive attributes/

Ain't had shit to loose, pullin' my pistol on them fools

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

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

You would think that i had a match for a tooth

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

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

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

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

You wonder how it feels to walk a mile inside tha shoes

And start hurting other people with my verbal abuse

And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news