This is a song about "No options"

Just to watch the grammys, man she's so attractive

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

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

The only range of options for me is to be a rapper or athlete,

I was hyper because i didn't get attention from my real pops

I'm out of options without a pause i tell caution to the entourage

Of better days when you ain't have to settle for whatever played

So many options to be weighed as i continue on with this crusade.

But i like you like..like a lil bit

Two options, you dream it or you make it

Never wear watches time causes losses in options,

And in akron, my niggas they would throw things

The sun gives light cause it is the window

// [oh no i won't back down, oh no]

No no no guarantees

You make a nigga sing songs nice