This is a song about "Stupid decisions"

Own decisions either

My past gives m.c.s a rap seizure

The sword, i reek of poor decisions

So here i am at the store for some chips

My city's culture to the game now in existence

So as i reminisce and make decisions

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

Making unfair grown up decisions

It all just goes south 'till they make these bad decisions,

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Because i see right through your disguise

Tonight, i'mma make decisions for life

To summarize/ you must survive... with wise decisions

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

Settin different assets, objectives, change your bad decisions,

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips