This is a song about "Abuse"

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

Cause baby i refuse, to do a pup some abuse

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

So before i have seeds gotta understand my roots

The fact that niggas abuse the 1st amendment

Forreal, i got a pole in the basement

Hating on my team until they see we won't lose

Manufactured substance that all you suckers abuse//

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

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

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

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose

You remind of a dead moose, beaten up kids screaming" fuckin abuse!"

And i don’t gotta front, i play these niggas like a wisdom tooth

Abuse ur friendship untill there is no friendship

I put a condom on my heart, i don't be feeling shit