This is a song about "Would you rather be right or free"

Listen to eminem, that would be the right move.

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose

It's difficult to let it goi'm startin' to loose my hair cause i worry

And yes money does grow on trees if you know the right people its also free

Army stance, ready for war

Or would you rather me call you a whore

Your bitch only like you cause she thinks you getting paid

Be free in society or a prison mate

I'm so damn quick they you would rather stick to that boy nick

I like my glasses full, as if my eyes is big

But he would rather be condemned and known for the slappers he enters,

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Without you i dont think i would be rapping right now

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow

Watching for the cops that's moving through

When i'm alone, i'd rather be with you