This is a song about "Choose"

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

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

That's probably what you all will choose

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

He is a drug dealer, nigga its what you choose,

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

Yourself up like your born views are what you choose,

Niggas die over shoes

And for those who choose to abuse

Yeah, i got the flow that they know is the truth

Bad hoes, pure coke, so many paths to choose

Family means the most i don't even gotta choose

You wonder how it feels to walk a mile inside tha shoes