This is a song about "Abuse"

Or you choose i dont give a fuck what you abuse

Now concentrate until you get the juice

Manufactured substance that all you suckers abuse//

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

I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes

Cause baby i refuse, to do a pup some abuse

Physically i abuse hip-hop, verbally,

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

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

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

Nigga 50 million up on these fuck boys

Abuse the state power like bomb deploys

Man these songs that i made in my bedroom and shit

Abuse ur friendship untill there is no friendship

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

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth