This is a song about "Select"

Off styles i select from anyone i choose to get you a bit of direction

A loss plus one have fun hun for my gun has just quivered taken a win

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

If it wasn't for a few select comrades i'd snap

So i'm sent to select / the rest sentenced to death n' perish quick

Still got me another deal big as any nigga in music