This is a song about "Abuse"

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

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

Manufactured substance that all you suckers abuse//

From where they take them old beats and turn em into news

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

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

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

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

Abuse the state power like bomb deploys

All lying ass defensive ass boys

Abuse ur friendship untill there is no friendship

Of my dick, head, melon off and let it rip

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

And start hurting other people with verbal abuse

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

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