This is a song about "She choose to leave"

Choose to entertain himself with,

So it's nothing to finish

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

Looking at the options some choose to be mobsters

I barely even tried until she decided to leave.

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

Is this really my planet?, which direction to choose?

I'ma try to rhyme and get through, i'm documenting the truth

Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth

And for those who choose to abuse

To me cause when i leave

And all my childhood memories

Morehaha, coming to a ghetto near you

Fed up, so pack your bag is what you choose to do

I’ve seen this young’un on the train, i had to pick his brain

You're not gonna get views, if you choose to rap lame