This is a song about "Abuse"

He could own that, shawty, i'mma lease that

I use it but i don’t abuse it

I hear my niggas screaming fuck the world

Abuse different verses to keep lips pursed

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

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

Abuse ur friendship untill there is no friendship

Trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit

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

// satanic voice: satanic ritual abuse, just let loose,

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

Manufactured substance that all you suckers abuse//

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

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

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

I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes