This is a song about "Decisions"

So here i am at the store for some chips

Making unfair grown up decisions

Im incapable of making etically correct decisions

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

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Walk into a prison, walk out with new decisions,

Making decisions just to see reactions.

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

How could i lose, when the youth's decisions are clues,

Fuck it we on the move, none of use tryna lose

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

Can i tell you that im not living, not making right decisions.

It's the perfect plan

Life's about decisions man

Soon as para finite will paralyze her existence

Tired of the same old vision, unmotivated decisions,