This is a song about "Ain t perfect"

And we may not be perfect

Ever since my daddy left

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Always make shit perfect

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

So insecure, no one's perfect

Second song ,second time sayin i ain got time to hate

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

Until you came i was perfect

Carol city or was it the west

Really they were perfect

Never ever pay rent

Perfect storm (a perfect storm)

Luck on my brim supreme keeps me warm