This is a song about "Abuse"

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

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

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

My own worst enemy so fuck it either way i can't lose

And for those who choose to abuse

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

But little did they know, i’m trying to change the rules

My mistress misuse, i abuse her positive attributes/

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

Or you choose i dont give a fuck what you abuse

Manufactured substance that all you suckers abuse//

Always keep it up to date, that's why the hoes choose

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

So you can ask black thought if i know my roots