This is a song about "Perfect attenddece"

Is making the perfect potion

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

Drinking sake on a suzuki we in osaka bay

Everything picture perfect suddenly becomes gray,

Carol city or was it the west

I said practice makes perfect

And we may not be perfect

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Thought we’d be together ’till the end

And we may not be perfect

Then push the milk on a slow bend

Always make shit perfect

Love tend to make us all sensitive

So perfect and always stiff

Don't say anything if your sleeping.....ok perfect

While everybody got ammunition on deck