This is a song about "Choose"

Instead of pathetic dependence, choose prophetic transcendence

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

Cause ima keep dissin and thats something that i choose

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

Cho cho, i choose you two

You good man, we don't want you

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

But you better choose carefully

The master of this rap shit

It was up to me to choose it

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

I didn't choose this life it was destiny

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

Is it this or that, can't you choose?

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

That's probably what you all will choose