This is a song about "Bad decisions"

Ive had rough times made bad decisions

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

The sword, i reek of poor decisions

Imagination's dangerous, it's the only way to escape this mess

Zero tolerance, hero's faltered with bad decisions filtering their conscience ness

Decisions are weighed but rest on only one's shoulders,

Getting paid off our operation we ain't even doctors

So as i reminisce and make decisions

So here i am at the store for some chips

Making decisions just to see reactions.

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

I heard you made some bad decisions doing waa other dudes do

And i open up the door you bring her cranky ass with you

It all just goes south 'till they make these bad decisions,

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference