This is a song about "Choose"

Bad hoes, pure coke, so many paths to choose

I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes

Should you choose to accept it

Get the zippo and spark the shit

Family means the most i don't even gotta choose

I'ma try to rhyme and get through, i'm documenting the truth

Swear i'm trying to get through

Cho cho, i choose you two

This path i choose to walk alone

Playing with fire is a danger zone

And then along came the wrong man for her

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

I didn't choose this life it was destiny

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

He is a drug dealer, nigga its what you choose,