This is a song about "Choosing the right path"

Playas is hatin’ and hoes is choosing

Get off a key like i can’t sing

A mansion with marble floors, and security codes

Back on the path where i was at on the crossroads,

So stop using, choosing all the ones that are already losing.

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

Because of the feds as we pledge to let our plague spread

They say to be careful of the path you tread, and this path you led

The crooked path i follow, i wish upon no soul.

The pope inside nine capsules, fuck it let's split a roll

They tell me this the wrong path but i know its right, though

Cause all i really wanna do is fuck and snort blow

Racks on racks, our campaign strong, and yc like my brother

Carving out a path was a hardship for the traveler,

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

All i wanna know what avenues you choosing