This is a song about "Choose"

Different views i would choose,

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

And it feels like i gotta choose

High as shit, i’m in a booth

Cause ima keep dissin and thats something that i choose

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth

Battle is started,i have no choose

You have a decision, life or death... choose

Now concentrate until you get the juice

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

Yourself up like your born views are what you choose,

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Instead of pathetic dependence, choose prophetic transcendence

Is this really my planet?, which direction to choose?

See it's effortless, these niggas can't step up in my shoes