This is a song about "Choose"

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

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

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

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

It was up to me to choose it

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

Yeah, rack, rack city shit

Should you choose to accept it

And it feels like i gotta choose

Yeah, look here i pay dues

Yes, i'm sure we could all agree

I didn't choose this life it was destiny

Its cold as shit in this booth

Different views i would choose,