This is a song about "Choose"

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

Yourself up like your born views are what you choose,

Bad hoes, pure coke, so many paths to choose

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

She glammed up behind that eyeliner i know there's tears

Instead of pathetic dependence, choose prophetic transcendence

You better choose. california queens

Pack it up thirty minutes to the jet leaves

Did you choose to have parents?

Always knew where the pot was

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

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes

That we got every crew, full of fools, tryna choose,

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

Cho cho, i choose you two

If only i could rap to you