This is a song about "Choose"

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

Do i choose fun now? or do i choose fun later?

So is dr. j and moses malone

This path i choose to walk alone

Bad hoes, pure coke, so many paths to choose

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose

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

Is this really my planet?, which direction to choose?

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

Yourself up like your born views are what you choose,

That's probably what you all will choose

Dark side of town, baby mama blues

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

Instead of pathetic dependence, choose prophetic transcendence

Family means the most i don't even gotta choose

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose