This is a song about "Love options"

She's every love song that i love singing

I cannot believe you think you young and tripping

Wood chain with a jesus

// [bitch you get (no love)]

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

I’m so 100 with every nigga i run with

Yet the things that i love

It's just textbook stuff

And i can't help but notice

Love it when ya show me love

See i'm breathing for a purpose

Who cares about hearts and love

Baseball is my first love

Then i said i had enough

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

Two options, you dream it or you make it