This is a song about "He s perfect"

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

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

Any one who says he s wack i attack with these raps n

And showing you and yours that breaking rules is fucking cool again

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

See i can’t keep you baby girl i'mma confess

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

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

Perfect storm (a perfect storm)

He gave him a platform

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

Im not saying i'm perfect

Dont judge me till your perfect

Half your body laying on my chest