This is a song about "Decide"

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

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

Brand new airs cocaine white, feels so good but it ain't right

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

Don't assume i'm a bad guy, who gets to decide

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

Or i can use tape, who's fate can i decide/

It's a pimp in my ride, no need to pimp the ride

Either take me in heaven and understand i was a sheep

Or seek some hot shit to speak and decide to compete

Fucked your broad cause my game tight, sit ringside at the main fight

I tell no lie, listen to the beat which i decide

Pictures of me in my final stage you know mama cried

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

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

Got bitches on mollies, they rollin' all night