This is a song about "Choose"

This path i choose to walk alone

That he dont even own

That's probably what you all will choose

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

Bail hard but balling 50 on them pretty shoes

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

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

But you better choose carefully

Bad hoes, pure coke, so many paths to choose

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

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

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

Get grand slam fans out of they seats

You better choose. california queens

Cho cho, i choose you two

Life's tryin to lap you