This is a song about "Abuse"

Always keep it up to date, that's why the hoes choose

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

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

Cruisin in bottles, lottery tickets, and drug abuse

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

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes

But still how you niggas i get jacks on the first

Abuse different verses to keep lips pursed

And i got a little big, keep it low key

Physically i abuse hip-hop, verbally,

Or you choose i dont give a fuck what you abuse

You would think that i had a match for a tooth

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

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

Play zeus, homeboy, get a replaced tooth

Want to shoot your rhymes because there an abuse