This is a song about "Take your pick"

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Pick your poison tell me what you doing

'til i pull that wallet out and wa-wave it in her face

So i take a walk to go and pick up some haze,

But your one lucky girl your mans here to pick you up

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

Pick your poison tell me what you doing

Got a sweet sixteen and they deadlier than sin

You down because ima be there to pick you up when you fall your my queen

I don't want to grow up, i know that shit for a fact, nigga eighteen

Take out your favorite papers

And this world's mine, but the womb is hers

So chase the air hide your stash

While i rise take your ass