This is a song about "Choose"

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

Bad hoes, pure coke, so many paths to choose

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Instead of pathetic dependence, choose prophetic transcendence

Here i go again, searching for love

Did you choose to have parents?

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

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

So cool, my bitch got no shoes

Different views i would choose,

Battle is started,i have no choose

Play zeus, homeboy, get a replaced tooth

With some lesbians that don't know english

Choose to entertain himself with,