This is a song about "Decide"

Interscope is my fam, so i ain't tryna make no issue

No recourse when i strangle you, can't decide how to sandwich you

You got an image you decide to hide behind with a pride

And what you wive me let me know that we'll be alright

Like bitches that go ahead and decide to keep it

You're very attractive, and notice that

Now i'm self made; and i'm high paid

Cause that race will decide your fate,

And ask me how was my night

But i never decide

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

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

‘cause every mother’s day needs a mother’s night

Fed the bitch pesticides and let the pest decide

80 holes in your shirt, there: your own jamaican clothes

I'll decide,while i'm lurking in the shadows.