This is a song about "Abuse"

I got a girlfriend she like them gucci shoes

I went to court last week for substance abuse

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

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

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

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

My mistress misuse, i abuse her positive attributes/

I'ma try to rhyme and get through, i'm documenting the truth

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

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

Abuse and trafficking

Money ain't a thing

I use it but i don’t abuse it

Wanna stunt shit, all that new designer shit

Or you choose i dont give a fuck what you abuse

I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth