This is a song about "Abuse"

Want to shoot your rhymes because there an abuse

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

Abuse ur friendship untill there is no friendship

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

Or you choose i dont give a fuck what you abuse

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

Physically i abuse hip-hop, verbally,

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

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

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

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

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

Abuse the state power like bomb deploys

Simply out of this world by choice

I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes

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