This is a song about "Decide"

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

If i don't diss another nigga you dont get that issue

Niggas is hot when i hit the block, what if i die tonight

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

It’s no days off, you ain't doing shit

You decide to not rap with it

I re-decide to meet her, now weeping on this car-pet

If you still gon' be on some crooked-ass nigga shit

I mean eddie murphy, swang, gettin' married

And get up and decidedly decide to speak,

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket

Like bitches that go ahead and decide to keep it

Its cold as shit in this booth

It’s tougher to decide your next move

If your head right, i’ll be there every night

Fed the bitch pesticides and let the pest decide