This is a song about "Perfect date"

Bet i be like fenway out in boston, my green is a monster

Or possibly date her, maybe even masturbate her

Too many bitches want a date for lunch

My mama smoked so god damn much

You, you, you have to pay for that

Our first and last date no leaven it

I’m watchin' espnbut when that show end

I could tell you your perfect

Just say he's the best

And we may not be perfect

Then push the milk on a slow bend

Im not saying i'm perfect

Digital ten, shit get critical friend

So insecure, no one's perfect

Shouts out to st. louey, swag champ i got the belt

But dont worry bout that cuz your perfect