This is a song about "Choose"

That we got every crew, full of fools, tryna choose,

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Instead of pathetic dependence, choose prophetic transcendence

One time for the girls with the right shoes

You have a decision, life or death... choose

Cho cho, i choose you two

I bet that mirror gon show you

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

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

And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news

Sedated by eyes like i gotta choose,

From where they take them old beats and turn em into news

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

Choose to entertain himself with,

Here’s a tissue for you bitches