This is a song about "Choose"

I’m blessed it, cross-sign baptism west shit

Should you choose to accept it

Battle is started,i have no choose

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

Sedated by eyes like i gotta choose,

Play zeus, homeboy, get a replaced tooth

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

Bad hoes, pure coke, so many paths to choose

Cause ima keep dissin and thats something that i choose

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

Its cold as shit in this booth

Different views i would choose,

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Instead of pathetic dependence, choose prophetic transcendence

If you choose to walk away

Get a glass and put chris on, yea