This is a song about "Abuse"

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

And for those who choose to abuse

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

And start hurting other people with my verbal abuse

Abuse ur friendship untill there is no friendship

But i like you like..like a lil bit

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

So before i have seeds gotta understand my roots

Cause baby i refuse, to do a pup some abuse

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose

// satanic voice: satanic ritual abuse, just let loose,

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news

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

Yo this nigga's forehead looks like a fuckin' big-ass moose

And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news

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