This is a song about "Bad decisions"

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

I make my own decisions, i'm the creator

Like split second decisions

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

So much changes when you make meager decisions,

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Feeding my #addiction, breathing without thinking of #decisions,

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

And guess who my nigga tell 'em is on the way

People make split decisions to wake another day

So get it right ok you ballin and i'm with the owners

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

Stealing a clip for anyone squealing they lips

To summarize/ you must survive... with wise decisions

And this shit is not about the music and its bad decisions,

Soon as para finite will paralyze her existence