This is a song about "Choose"

You gotta pay attention in order to pay dues

Yourself up like your born views are what you choose,

Different views i would choose,

Niggas couldn't fill my shoes

Bad hoes, pure coke, so many paths to choose

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

Real street nigga, ain’t no clone

This path i choose to walk alone

Should you choose to accept it

And i must admit

And aye ya yai dun had some bad bitches

Choose to entertain himself with,

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

That's probably what you all will choose

And life's a bitch, don't hit women so i bit her

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