This is a song about "Moose"

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

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

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

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

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

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

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

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

Prostitute on the corner say she down for that moose shit

Kid, moose, and rapking are my inspirations

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

One way at a time, keep the faith in your mind

Like a hunter killing a moose in the wild

Feel nervous, moose versus the circus

Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love