This is a song about "Perfect boy"

Cutting me this worthless check

I could tell you your perfect

With a honey in the middle

Your body perfect official

Hey, looking boy, what d'you say looking boy?

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

I said practice makes perfect

Woo-hah, got you all in check

But everybody’s self-made carved their own names

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

Yo my mommy toy was my pride and joy

Hey, looking boy, what you say, looking boy

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

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for