This is a song about "Abuse"

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

Or you choose i dont give a fuck what you abuse

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

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes

Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news

And start hurting other people with my verbal abuse

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

My mistress misuse, i abuse her positive attributes/

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

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

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

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

See it's effortless, these niggas can't step up in my shoes

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

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

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