This is a song about "Abuse"

My mistress misuse, i abuse her positive attributes/

Let me enlighten you, i am the brightest of the youth

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose

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

Must be something you want me to see

Physically i abuse hip-hop, verbally,

Manufactured substance that all you suckers abuse//

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice

And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news

Want to shoot your rhymes because there an abuse

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

Play zeus, homeboy, get a replaced tooth

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

You wonder how it feels to walk a mile inside tha shoes