This is a song about "A perfect girl"

Shit you're wrecked it's a perfect victory

Look it something they can't ever see

He gave 'em the platform

Perfect storm (a perfect storm)

About a man, that from the outside looked perfect

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

Her defense is up i'm wishing that it disappears

Finding a perfect storm of memories raging in fears

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

I work perfect combinations, a high chance i'm your favorite,

Put you in a landfill aww that shit would be perfect

Sorry mark i don’t want offend your sisters good friend

Grow up broke on tha rope of insanity

To grow up in a perfect storybook fantasy