This is a song about "Niki is perfect"

I know you see me looking girl go on and act right

Where everything is perfect and your smile is shining bright

Millie on my neck, thumbin through that check

Until you came i was perfect

Okay i think its time we make moves, no clothes required here

Money trees is the perfect place for shade and that's just how i feel

But shit, let me explain- it's because times been hard

Spit it gershwin, picture perfect, this shit is purely art,

Fuck her tell she wimper,perfect there is no thicker,

Fuck what they selling, it's reality living in the mirror

Great sex, she ain't slept, she can't rest tomorrows that big test

Whatever, your name is wack as hell, so it fits you perfect.

Really they were perfect

Woo-hah, got you all in check

December 4th a star was born

Perfect storm (a perfect storm)