This is a song about "The selection"

The more battles the better the flows

And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat

Hoes row got beans in them

Eyes poked out the the raven

The savage with the statics

Look, need to call it quits

Ain't none of my niggas crip, and we giving niggas the blues

This selection ain't a question, only fair for me to tell the truth

And you got that bomb, huh, i'm tryna detonate you

"look at our selection we have a few"

From the bench to the ball

Didn't do a thing at all

'cause chronic's the best there is, natural selection,

I guess i'm leftwich cause i still get to win