This is a song about "It s options"

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

My options, let him roll, bleed, or die is my object.. if

Before i get to t.i.a. i'm sure to make her rain

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

The outline which you n****s out dated

They say, trojans never break but it ain't that

All this paper i fold

S queezys very bold

Its differs, with options, killing of his dreams

Your bitch kind of ugly but she sure fill up them jeans

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

Looking at the options some choose to be mobsters

Never wear watches time causes losses in options,

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its