This is a song about "Verbal abuse"

Or you choose i dont give a fuck what you abuse

'cuz y'all don't understand i will not lose

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

Cruisin in bottles, lottery tickets, and drug abuse

Cause baby i refuse, to do a pup some abuse

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

I'm a verbal resurrection, the source of apprehension

All the women of color i'm in love with your skin

I went to court last week for substance abuse

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

Don't let the verbal tommy spray,

Reading shit my critics say

I'm the sushi king

Abuse and trafficking