This is a song about "Choosing who to lobe"

Athlete mentality so fuck my competition

A kubali khan kinda don, choosing dudes to be done in

All i wanna know what avenues you choosing

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

I be gettin' money

Those who wish to follow me,

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

I'm choosing to dance, but i can't dance like jason d

That flies me to places, with spaceships, that don't need money

Im not sure who i am , who do i aspire to be?

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Bite his right ear lobe, but the other guy got his pistol.

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

Choosing superbly, cruising and ruling curiously

// [who they came to see]

I swear they think i'm crazy