[Intro]
Yeah, I'm back

[Verse]
Okay, there he go again
Talkin' that real, tellin' 'em how he feel
That n***a need to chill, he independent still
He ain't even got a deal, he don't need one
On his way to his first mill, choose up season
It's here for you to feel good when you press play
Don't even trip, Cuffin' Season is on the way
Wait a minute, let me slow that shit down
Where's the crown?
Give it to me, I got they attention now, yeah, yeah
Good thing I'm so patient, yeah
'Cause while them n***as was on vacation
I was in the studio makin' songs for the radio
You may never heard about me, ask your girl, I bet she know
She know, she know about me
They should call me LL Cool E
The way I be writin' them songs
The way they be singin' along
It's like I can't do no wrong

[Chorus]
So get ready for the Choose Up, yeah
Said get ready for the Choose Up
Said will it be you? Will it be you? Will it be her
Said will it be you? Will it be you? Will it be her
Choose Up, Up
Let's go
[Skit]
Guy 1: Let me tell you something. This pimpin' that I got in my blood, it came from a family trait. My grand daddy was a pimp. My great great great grand daddy was a pimp. I'm talkin' about pimpin' been since pimpin' been since been since pimpin'
Guy 2: It's in your blood line, baby
Guy 1: It's on my blood, and you will never be that
Guy 2: Why, why?
Guy 1: Because you was boring. All the people in your family was assistant pimps
Guy 2: Assistant pimp? I never did not hear that, I thought you was the one the Lord chose