This is a song about "Sexual abuse"

I'ma try to rhyme and get through, i'm documenting the truth

Manufactured substance that all you suckers abuse//

Marijuana medical, smokin on the edible

Ideas sexual but the rules not flexible,

So before i have seeds gotta understand my roots

Or you choose i dont give a fuck what you abuse

And i promised myself i wouldn't tell you this shit today

Building a fence, to keep the sexual tension at bay,

You would think that i had a match for a tooth

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

Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news

Cruisin in bottles, lottery tickets, and drug abuse

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news

And start hurting other people with my verbal abuse