This is a song about "Chosen"

So i keep moving with my movements set in motion, knowing if i keep at it i'll be chosen,

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

Blowin on good, shits going so good i'm starting to think i was chosen

Whole team in dem new drops; nigga you should go && go cop one

My talent should take me places i've never been

Fuck the terms and the phrase, free is what i've chosen

But theres bad ones too that have been chosen

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

You must have won every pageant in america when you was young

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

Why me, i say it cause we number one

Showman, the snowman,was awoken and chosen

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

Chosen by the maker of sin. temptation is the bitch that got me in..

The road to hell is paved with good intentions

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