This is a song about "Choose"

That shit look like it’s raks fifth

Choose to entertain himself with,

And for those who choose to abuse

Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes

Yourself up like your born views are what you choose,

I make my old bitch buy me all the latest shoes

'cuz y'all don't understand i will not lose

Battle is started,i have no choose

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Instead of pathetic dependence, choose prophetic transcendence

Thirsty, thirsty, tryna choose

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

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

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

One time for the girls with the right shoes

Different views i would choose,