This is a song about "Our perfect son"

Damn.... can you keep up son?

And i listen to common

She’s a star if i ever seen one

I don't want your fucking votes son

Homosexuality's a sin, but that's dirty son?

For fear of what you show them, reality is golden

But dont worry bout that cuz your perfect

But more less the vest i'm comin for ya'll neck

Dont judge me till your perfect

Then push the milk on a slow bend

And now it's the perfect time to start our little class

'09 gold diggers, walkin with a different path

He made her special, the perfect wife, perfect mother.

Lay back, i got some money to make, motherfucker

I give em a script, you bitch nigga's my children

Knowing they gotta a daughter or a son