This is a song about "Choose"

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

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

Real light jab to opponents

Did you choose to have parents?

If you choose to walk away

But i ain't get to see you today

Thirsty, thirsty, tryna choose

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

Yourself up like your born views are what you choose,

I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes

You have a decision, life or death... choose

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

You better choose. california queens

And for those who choose to abuse

Niggas die over shoes