This is a song about "Everything s perfect"

Everything picture perfect suddenly becomes gray,

Quit the job baby, come and fuck me all day

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

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

An eighth of grape ape hella joints to the head got my eyes all varsity red

That’s why the paparazzi made that nigga hit his fucking head that’s what that fool get

One day everything i say is gonna make perfect sense

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

Bonded with the children of zion, my mind is s-s-s-so divine.

I’ma show you why the ring finger need a peace sign

Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes

You know they bangin' in the car harder than 808's,

40's on the 20's with the stove top, i'm steady plannin',

And he tryna make it front row to the show to throw me one