This is a song about "Choose"

Must be something you want me to see

I didn't choose this life it was destiny

Different views i would choose,

Its cold as shit in this booth

White coke, tan dope, black gun, trey deuce

And for those who choose to abuse

That's probably what you all will choose

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

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

Battle is started,i have no choose

Choose to entertain himself with,

With some lesbians that don't know english

Sedated by eyes like i gotta choose,

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

And it feels like i gotta choose

One time for the girls with the right shoes