This is a song about "Choose"

Niggas die over shoes

Thirsty, thirsty, tryna choose

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

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

Wit my kin that i came in wit

Should you choose to accept it

Instead of pathetic dependence, choose prophetic transcendence

When they have kids they haven't seen in years, impressing their peers

Battle is started,i have no choose

Play zeus, homeboy, get a replaced tooth

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

I'ma try to rhyme and get through, i'm documenting the truth

But i guess that shit's just tough love

Did you choose to have parents?

Family means the most i don't even gotta choose

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose