This is a song about "Moose"

Yo this nigga's forehead looks like a fuckin' big-ass moose

From where they take them old beats and turn em into news

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

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Kid, moose, and rapking are my inspirations

Like a hunter killing a moose in the wild

Trying to be a fucking legend, the man of mankind

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Feel nervous, moose versus the circus

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

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice

Prostitute on the corner say she down for that moose shit

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

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

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