This is a song about "Abuse"

This the district where politicians is fucking goons

My mistress misuse, i abuse her positive attributes/

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

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

Physically i abuse hip-hop, verbally,

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

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

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

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

And for those who choose to abuse

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

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

Cruisin in bottles, lottery tickets, and drug abuse

My own worst enemy so fuck it either way i can't lose