This is a song about "Everything s perfect"

Cutting me this worthless check

Im not saying i'm perfect

Blewin' some reefer in my zone like a 2-3 defense

One day everything i say is gonna make perfect sense

Hold my tears i tried my best

Always make shit perfect

It’s sick and spiteful, 2pac’s twisted grim disciple

Tints ain’t legal, i ain’t ordinary people

And if the sky fall tonight, we all be alright

Where everything is perfect and your smile is shining bright

Then push the milk on a slow bend

I said practice makes perfect

But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess

And i'm participatin' in this crazed game of the 2000's,

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Fuck around dawg, get ya head bust