This is a song about "Perfect feelings"

Dont judge me ...its my feelings

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

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

I guess that’s why all of these niggas get bent

For real niggas who ain't got no feelings

But the battle ain't over till the black man sings

Hold up yea we the best

I said practice makes perfect

Words cannot describe my feelings

Not king james, these were coke kings

Those feelings ain't neva fiction

Well wishes to my opposition

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Out of this coviction of feelings

Ever since my daddy left

Always make shit perfect