This is a song about "Abuse"

Abuse and trafficking

Bun b, i’m underground king

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

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

So before i have seeds gotta understand my roots

Cause baby i refuse, to do a pup some abuse

And start hurting other people with verbal abuse

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

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

Cruisin in bottles, lottery tickets, and drug abuse

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

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

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

// satanic voice: satanic ritual abuse, just let loose,

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

And start hurting other people with my verbal abuse