This is a song about "Perfect for me"

Money trees is the perfect place for shade and that's just how i feel

If you can't see a legend, i'mma make it clear: nigga i'm right here

I said practice makes perfect

Half your body laying on my chest

So let me kill 6 others while acting like i'm perfect

So the next time you feel like your world's about to end

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

Always make shit perfect

Girl, you're perfect, but you're not perfect for me.

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Either ways it's perfect

Shit my lifes perfect cept for that curse

I’ve never seen my neighbors

Really they were perfect

Cutting me this worthless check