This is a song about "Choose"

Stackin my chicken, braggin to the bitches

Choose to entertain himself with,

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

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

And for those who choose to abuse

Its cold as shit in this booth

Once as a slave who imagined being free

I didn't choose this life it was destiny

Yourself up like your born views are what you choose,

I got a girlfriend she like them gucci shoes

Is it this or that, can't you choose?

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

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

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Hating on my team until they see we won't lose

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