This is a song about "Abuse"

And for those who choose to abuse

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

And start hurting other people with my verbal abuse

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

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

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

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

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

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

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

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

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

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

And start hurting other people with verbal abuse

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

See it's effortless, these niggas can't step up in my shoes