This is a song about "Choose"

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

I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth

Off of ya melody

But you better choose carefully

Sedated by eyes like i gotta choose,

My time with their half-witted reviews

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes

Bad hoes, pure coke, so many paths to choose

This path i choose to walk alone

Know i just call it head phone

And she gon let it loose, hey

If you choose to walk away

Cause ima keep dissin and thats something that i choose

Rollin' down the street, smokin' indo, sippin' on gin and juice

White coke, tan dope, black gun, trey deuce

And for those who choose to abuse