This is a song about "Abuse"

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes

Or you choose i dont give a fuck what you abuse

But really i'm just caught in the loop, of understanding the truth

Cruisin in bottles, lottery tickets, and drug abuse

Manufactured substance that all you suckers abuse//

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

The fact that niggas abuse the 1st amendment

Forreal, i got a pole in the basement

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

'cuz i'm tired of your shit and the mental abuse,

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

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

Y'all wonder why they cock and shoot, and abuse,

I was born to do the damn thing

Abuse and trafficking