This is a song about "Not perfect"

Its not a miss but a perfect hit and kissed at ya

You trying hard to maintain, then go headcause i ain't mad at cha

Perfect picture frame'd/* perfect pitch of frames/*

I rose up from the slums, made it out the flames

I could tell you your perfect

Carol city or was it the west

So insecure, no one's perfect

Dutty wine for access, show me your neck

Then push the milk on a slow bend

And we may not be perfect

Start with perfect competition

Girl listen, trying to position

Never ever pay rent

Im not saying i'm perfect

And movin' you moanin', music on the counter in the kitchen

Stuff caught up with you in your perfect world, you never heard me cry, not one