This is a song about "Choose me"

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

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

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

And your bitch is the type of bitch who really wanna lose

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

'cuz y'all don't understand i will not lose

Thirsty, thirsty, tryna choose

My time with their half-witted reviews

Saying they this and that

Should you choose to accept it

Cause ima keep dissin and thats something that i choose

You wonder how it feels to walk a mile inside tha shoes

Yeah, look here i pay dues

Different views i would choose,

Bitch, you tried to play me like a dummy

But you better choose carefully