This is a song about "Abuse"

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

I use it but i don’t abuse it

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

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

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

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

I went to school with the white boys

Abuse the state power like bomb deploys

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

Cruisin in bottles, lottery tickets, and drug abuse

Abuse and trafficking

Yeah, check the stats, my team winning

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

And start hurting other people with my verbal abuse

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

Want to shoot your rhymes because there an abuse