This is a song about "German perfect tense"

See, you're my best friend

And we may not be perfect

My brother got knocked now they hold him in cells

Im a little tense in case this dont make no sense

Im not saying i'm perfect

And i ain't never left

I said practice makes perfect

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

Is what i quest

Always make shit perfect

Either ways it's perfect

Never ever pay rent

I pull up in a ghost, hundred on my necklace

Is growin' tense, see the world through tints and black lenses,

Fortune, fame, cars, hoes are tens, nobody's tense,

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