This is a song about "Choose"

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

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose

Snappin' necks since '05, ain't gotta prove shit

Should you choose to accept it

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

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

My bitches bad, these niggas mad, i guess it's just what the fame brings

Instead of pathetic dependence, choose prophetic transcendence

That's probably what you all will choose

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

So, i’m on some 40 days and night shit

It was up to me to choose it

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

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

Yourself up like your born views are what you choose,

One time for the girls with the right shoes