This is a song about "Choose"

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

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

Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes

Different views i would choose,

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

Yourself up like your born views are what you choose,

Sedated by eyes like i gotta choose,

I got a girlfriend she like them gucci shoes

You be on that stalker shit

It was up to me to choose it

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

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

This path i choose to walk alone

So beat me to the bone

Took my heart away from money

But you better choose carefully