This is a song about "Choose"

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Instead of pathetic dependence, choose prophetic transcendence

That's probably what you all will choose

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news

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

Now concentrate until you get the juice

Yourself up like your born views are what you choose,

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

And it feels like i gotta choose

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

Different views i would choose,

Sedated by eyes like i gotta choose,

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

But you better choose carefully

Who trill as me, roll two of tree