This is a song about "Love after abuse"

Manufactured substance that all you suckers abuse//

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

I keep it funky with my misses, fuck these other bitches

And i'm supposed to love you after yesterday, when you sucked his?

And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news

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

Carefree i don’t need the stress

I shall but love thee better after death.

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

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

I got a girlfriend she like them gucci shoes

And start hurting other people with verbal abuse

And start hurting other people with my verbal abuse

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

Abuse and trafficking

Hey your honor, is you kidding