This is a song about "Perfect girls"

Until you came i was perfect

Hold my tears i tried my best

I’m watchin' espnbut when that show end

And we may not be perfect

Okay you dancing drinking on your last one

Seem to be in perfect unison

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

Dont judge me till your perfect

Why would i worry? i am forever blessed

But dont worry bout that cuz your perfect

Now move a little bit to the left

I said practice makes perfect

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

While working on my mistakes

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Chasing the visions of perfect renditions