This is a song about "Choose"

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

Sedated by eyes like i gotta choose,

Niggas die over shoes

Different views i would choose,

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

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

Mama ain't raise no fool, true

Cho cho, i choose you two

Cause ima keep dissin and thats something that i choose

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes

And for those who choose to abuse

White coke, tan dope, black gun, trey deuce

This path i choose to walk alone

Know i just call it head phone