This is a song about "He s perfect"

I need a backyard full court size

It´s the battle of life

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

I rather give you my last to see you live again

And he's not fucking working, i think i'm wasting my damn time

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

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

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

The best is that which i accept and nothing less

December 4th a star was born

Perfect storm (a perfect storm)

My g"s have been handcuffed,

Im happier when high and drunk

Im not saying i'm perfect

So if i do call it's just a check