This is a song about "Cutter choice"

I had a fear about one big choice

I went to school with the white boys

Nigga 50 million up on these fuck boys

It was simple, it was a really easy choice,

Once we grab the mic you ain't gonna have no choice

Hatin,’ need machine gunsall these niggas they broke boys

Rearrange yo rocks you got a gang of friends, money

Leaving me with no choice but to agree,

I'm trying to grow for you, if you can take love

Not a choice but shows being careless,

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Each choice either leave him lethal or enfeebled

I’m popping now, every other hour, paparazzi come

Choice/ i soon learned i had a voice , something i learned from

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

I guess i can't blame you, you made your choice