This is a song about "Abuse"

Abuse and trafficking

Yeah, check the stats, my team winning

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

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

Now say fuck them other bitches them hoes ain't shit

Abuse ur friendship untill there is no friendship

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

Cruisin in bottles, lottery tickets, and drug abuse

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

Manufactured substance that all you suckers abuse//

And i don’t gotta front, i play these niggas like a wisdom tooth

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

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

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