This is a song about "Chose"

Dead they chose money over your head"

Is not far from white girls with big bread

Sb horror pack monsters under my bed

Dead they chose money over your head"

Weary kids paranoid cause we chose to share highs

And you ask twitter why you getting fake guys

Overexposure like i chose hurt with no shirt, turns into a tan

After i spit it niggas be swimming to get to land, damn

Got pills all on my phone, these niggas know i’m wrong

We never failed you or ourselves we chose to belong

Cause either you gonna whine or you climb; i chose the latter

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Anyways, in a family of 4 he chose me

It's about niggas and bitches, power and money

Baby moms on greyhound for 8 hours

Never chose the bad life , no bad crowds