This is a song about "Abuse"

I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth

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

Abuse different verses to keep lips pursed

But it's my life or your life, and i'mma bomb first

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

And start hurting other people with my verbal abuse

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose

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

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

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

So before i have seeds gotta understand my roots

Want to shoot your rhymes because there an abuse

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

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

Abuse ur friendship untill there is no friendship

Every day was a saturday, shit