Coffee Question Mark

Okay straight up You're my type And to you I may Be just that guy With the beards And the bike Who cooks steaks And goes crazy at the mic And at events whos Always so hype I don't know if that's too much for you Is it too much for you? Anyway I see you around And I never fail to mention To my friends how You could be my next destination Sure everyone sees me as that rebel And I only know you in the surface level Cause you're really my type Your thing, your hobbies, and your vibe I'll just be throwing my life out the door If I sat back and didn't try to know you more To be honest I haven't met your dad But he kind of scares the heck out of me He's prolly protective and cause he's from the military I guess I'm calm cause your mom is Working at accountancy And I could soften them up with wine And some cuts of cheese I don't know If I'd make it that far I'm not studious and I don't have a car Ugh here I am overthinking again But that's the plan I guess I don't even think I can hold your hand Without losing myself I'd be too glad Damn So anyway how are you lately? When are you free? You wanna maybe Grab some coffee with me? Oh no what If I lose words to say And you'd get bored and walk away? I'm sorry I'm not really used to the dating scene What I mean is that I'm coming clean Cause straight up you're really my type And If maybe I am able To see if we're both compatible Not even the label Just friends Who maybe like each other In the same table?