This is a song about "Choose"

I've been so thorough, that's what i boast for

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

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

Instead of pathetic dependence, choose prophetic transcendence

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

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

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

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

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

And it feels like i gotta choose

Its cold as shit in this booth

Thirsty, thirsty, tryna choose

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

Yourself up like your born views are what you choose,

Yeah, look here i pay dues

Different views i would choose,