This is a song about "Choose"

And it feels like i gotta choose

And i snap like bob backlund in the booth

Which is the root of all negative

Choose to entertain himself with,

With women with issues

Different views i would choose,

And for those who choose to abuse

My time with their half-witted reviews

Or 5'2" hoopers in light shoes

Thirsty, thirsty, tryna choose

That man there throw wale on the shelf and i lose

Sedated by eyes like i gotta choose,

Did you choose to have parents?

See boy she been in love