This is a song about "Imperfectly perfect"

I could tell you your perfect

Thought we’d be together ’till the end

Morty let me use the maybach back in may

Everything picture perfect suddenly becomes gray,

I perfect every note

I fucking hate this job

Until you came i was perfect

Life has put her to the test

Girl, you're perfect, but you're not perfect for me.

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Your body perfect official

I'm fried from this ripple

And i ain't never left

I said practice makes perfect

Cause they fear me in physical form

Perfect storm (a perfect storm)