This is a song about "Decide"

When danielle or milan decide to fucking share

Ain't no skipper but all my bitches is ginger hair

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

If you could read between the lines come and get your issue

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence

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

So take this advice and then decide if im fake,

Most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

Cause another innocent died

Still the same guy i can't decide

Life is too short to decide what's wrong and what's right

Indulging a meal when a toilet's in sight

You decide to not rap with it

I’m blessed it, cross-sign baptism west shit

Like bitches that go ahead and decide to keep it

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket