This is a song about "Make choice"

He had no choice but to get nervous

Trying to get back to this thing called love

Everything be rem, my eyes look like them chinese boys

Approaching my thoughts with a closed mind would be your own damn choice

This is my skill, i'm making a choice

Nigga 50 million up on these fuck boys

Hatin,’ need machine gunsall these niggas they broke boys

I should have been named joyce, so we can rejoice in my choice,

Guess what they got a choice to make

Those are not my dreams, i'll be straight

I got a choice to speak my voice but its all confusion

Steady reaching for the stars, but it's only one

You should make the right choice and go towards the light

Walter payton mercedez, sweetness in every ride

Or maybe the right choice you'd make

We both teenagers with the same mind state