This is a song about "He s perfect"

Enforce, i'm elegant and

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Until we learn to pray, keep our families in shake

They cry and say he was perfect, let me go ahead and rake

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

I don’t know why…hey, wait a minute motherfucker

S queezys very bold

Is a space that now you hold

Really they were perfect

Never ever pay rent

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

But of course, he had perfect parents, there was nothing to it,

But of course, he had perfect parents, there was nothing to it,

But when i knock this shit off, i'mma go and buy some laker shit

I said practice makes perfect

Cutting me this worthless check