This is a song about "Decide"

You decide to not rap with it

A cold beast, nigga i'm the shit

I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape

So take this advice and then decide if im fake,

But the guide seemed decide

My dip gang man, the peeps that'll ride

Until you decide to leave

And all my childhood memories

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

But y'all still live where corporations will decide elections,

Am i coming or going? i can barely decide

Even my critics are saying a nigga name right

This battle will decide your fate

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

Roller, can't decide which way to roll over/