This is a song about "It s ok not to be perfect"

God's coming to get us, ok homie just don't be late

No days off is time gone, trying to get my paper straight

Over 20 homes, but i need a chick

There's something not right and it needs to be fixed,

I'm hopped up on it, it won't go away

And it is not ok, but hey,

Hold my tears i tried my best

And we may not be perfect

Im not saying i'm perfect

I’m watchin' espnbut when that show end

Killer escaping, gone, but she said it was would be ok

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

I also gotta be fast no worries i move like beam to cut grass ok now i gotta get

But then they'll have an accident and pick up another mani went to the bank to cash my check

Ok i need work to be anywhere near perfection

Desire get confused and you could lose your direction