This is a song about "Making decisions"

Still the man with the pan

Life's about decisions man

Had to say it twice, its gettin' late

Executive chair sitting decisions made

Niggas mostly assume, niggas make up they news

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

Tired of the same old vision, unmotivated decisions,

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Walk into a prison, walk out with new decisions,

My only purpose is to jerk it cause it has a curve

Decisions are weighed but rest on only one's shoulders,

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Making decisions just to see reactions.

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

I make my own decisions, i'm the creator