This is a song about "Choose"

Different views i would choose,

Niggas couldn't fill my shoes

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

But you better choose carefully

Cause ima keep dissin and thats something that i choose

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if god choose,

My time with their half-witted reviews

We buying they hoes bags, getting they bitches shoes

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

This path i choose to walk alone

Yeah, you can tell em i’m home

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

Pathological liars even know i'm the truth

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

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice