This is a song about "Choose"

You better choose. california queens

In private, not public in the streets

Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth

That's probably what you all will choose

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

Family means the most i don't even gotta choose

Sedated by eyes like i gotta choose,

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

You would think that i had a match for a tooth

Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if god choose,

That we got every crew, full of fools, tryna choose,

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

I got a girlfriend she like them gucci shoes

Yourself up like your born views are what you choose,

Do i choose fun now? or do i choose fun later?

If its not couture, i will not go to her