This is a song about "Life i choose"

And it feels like i gotta choose

Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth

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

I choose you to be the one, who's music i'll listen to

Smiles, tears, of all my life; and, if god choose,

One time for the girls with the right shoes

Ok, you probably think i get ‘em all with the cash flow

I never choose to rhyme slow, cause you know, and i know

I can see your lips move but i will rather choose

Magazines who at times seem to misuse

Him away/ is the day my life will be erased / call it dooms day if i choose to

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true

Whos rite i new that you would choose life

Because i see right through your disguise

Yeah, look here i pay dues

Different views i would choose,