This is a song about "Perfect"

Never ever pay rent

And we may not be perfect

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

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

Your body perfect official

I don't need no single

I'm back chillin with a friend of mine

I perfect every line

Everything picture perfect suddenly becomes gray,

As you sit and pray, hoping the beatings'll go away

Seem to be in perfect unison

Yall know what? ignore button

Hold up yea we the best

Either ways it's perfect

Then kill his manager

I paint the perfect picture