This is a song about "Make a choice"

Nigga 50 million up on these fuck boys

Cuz if i like what i see ill pick my choice

It's not their choice anyways?/ but they find a way to say no

Even when the skies is grey, and my money was low

They gave me a choice so i took the red pill

Get my fill on with this grandmother named jill

No blunts, lil' bro wan' roll up joints

This is my skill, i'm making a choice

I went to school with the white boys

I'm sick of the questions, sick of the choice,

You should make the right choice and go towards the light

Yeah the coach used to say i was awesome, right

Interscope is my fam, so i ain't tryna make no issue

Take a clue, this is your cue/out the coup now take your choice its me or you.

Hatin,’ need machine gunsall these niggas they broke boys

It was simple, it was a really easy choice,