This is a song about "Being perfect"

Go on, suck it up; but hurry, i got nuts to bust

Stuck on the elevator, perfect moment

Flexin' hard nigga all the time

I perfect every line

With the blaze a your bluntsand you can picture thoughts slowly

Girl, you're perfect, but you're not perfect for me.

Too late now we're friends, i surely prefer

He made her special, the perfect wife, perfect mother.

So perfect and always stiff

Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live

I'm fried from this ripple

Your body perfect official

Either ways it's perfect

Hold my tears i tried my best

Luck on my brim supreme keeps me warm

Perfect storm (a perfect storm)