Choose The Plot

You can choose the path you travel
But you cant choose the plot you lay in when your minds been turned to gravel
All the dreams and nightmares unravel and turn back like time tables
Traveling through the night past the horses stables
Back to when I wasn't worried about signing with a major label
The late nights and Purple sprites, the bitches laying out rails of white
The Parties and Music Blasting, The Big Asses and Titties of Plastic
So However you choose to walk through life
Whether your crawling or sprinting from the 5-0 every night
Just be sure you know how to get it right, get shit straight before you
see that final light