This is a song about "Choose"

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

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

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

I didn't choose this life it was destiny

Sedated by eyes like i gotta choose,

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

Ships that sail to distant places

Choose to entertain himself with,

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

Cause ima keep dissin and thats something that i choose

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

Is it this or that, can't you choose?

If you choose to walk away

And we here to stay

Yeah, look here i pay dues

And for those who choose to abuse