This is a song about "Abuse"

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

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes

Want to shoot your rhymes because there an abuse

White coke, tan dope, black gun, trey deuce

Physically i abuse hip-hop, verbally,

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

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

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

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose

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

Abuse ur friendship untill there is no friendship

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

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

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