My type

Let me ask you all a question What's your type baby come on I like it when you are specific Tell me everything But I need a man, a big baller Bossman dude, big shot caller I need a smooth ride, a stallion You won my heart We walk together for a short time We met in the dark hall at school A type of guy to inspire everyone He hugs me tight when I'm sad Even if I don't tell him he pats me A strong man Even if he's next to me My mood, fly high I'm now curious what your ideal type is It's a lie you don't have one Your jeans and your worn out shirt You're always wearing that snapback Your shoes are always all black Even if you don't try Still got swag