This is a song about "Abuse"

Cruisin in bottles, lottery tickets, and drug abuse

So before i have seeds gotta understand my roots

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose

And start hurting other people with verbal abuse

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

And for those who choose to abuse

Tell them niggas they slipping

Abuse and trafficking

Me, going to lose? i'll kill you without touching you, verbal abuse/

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

See it's effortless, these niggas can't step up in my shoes

Manufactured substance that all you suckers abuse//

Even though i'm a victim of my father's abuse

Let me enlighten you, i am the brightest of the youth

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

And start hurting other people with my verbal abuse