This is a song about "Choose"

Family means the most i don't even gotta choose

Silver bullets, purple piff, blue pills, grey goose

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

Sedated by eyes like i gotta choose,

Cause after all the lights and screams

You better choose. california queens

Always knew where the pot was

Did you choose to have parents?

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

Got her the bently coup, she call that old news

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

Yeah, i got the flow that they know is the truth

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

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

This path i choose to walk alone

So don't follow me home