This is a song about "Abuse"

The fact that niggas abuse the 1st amendment

You wasn't fin' to dress all crazy no more and

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

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

Even though i'm a victim of my father's abuse

Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news

Cruisin in bottles, lottery tickets, and drug abuse

My own worst enemy so fuck it either way i can't lose

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

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

Cause baby i refuse, to do a pup some abuse

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

And your bitch is the type of bitch who really wanna lose

And start hurting other people with my verbal abuse

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news

My mistress misuse, i abuse her positive attributes/