This is a song about "Choose"

And all the shit you went through

Cho cho, i choose you two

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

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

You better choose. california queens

Ass shots in her seven jeans

Yourself up like your born views are what you choose,

From where they take them old beats and turn em into news

Cause ima keep dissin and thats something that i choose

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice

And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news

Sedated by eyes like i gotta choose,

Did you choose to have parents?

She need now, she ain't never needed love

Yeah, look here i pay dues

Different views i would choose,