This is a song about "Choose"

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

Different views i would choose,

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces

Choose to entertain himself with,

See i let my nigga split that

It was up to me to choose it

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

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

And it feels like i gotta choose

Its cold as shit in this booth

There’s niggas dying everyday but we don’t make the news

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

We in control, the people know i speak the truth

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

Man, girl thank you

Cho cho, i choose you two