This is a song about "Abuse"

That's what i call it, it's full of shit

I use it but i don’t abuse it

You would think that i had a match for a tooth

Want to shoot your rhymes because there an abuse

I went to court last week for substance abuse

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose

My mistress misuse, i abuse her positive attributes/

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

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

And start hurting other people with my verbal abuse

Yeah, i got the flow that they know is the truth

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

And for those who choose to abuse

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news

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