This is a song about "Chosen one"

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

With the talent chosen you valid broken record holder

Prolific, picking victims one by one

Best friend, girl friend, and my good cousin

Took the red pill, forehead scar, i'm the chosen one

So just let me get it, girlwhen it's all said and done

And i am one of one]\

Can’t you see just how long my run

My path is tight 'n chosen, the fabric of life firmly woven

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

I've been chosen by your bitch to take home and,

Real nigga, pardon whoever feel different

I'm the chosen one: sound the drum, own guns

Silicone bitches got the confidence

The chosen one in a bunch of matter

"contemplate", i wrote about her