This is a song about "Perfect girls"

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

So insecure, no one's perfect

We ahead of the curve

We should appreciate the girls

Drop top on this thang

Both: this the perfect plan

Cause they fear me in physical form

Perfect storm (a perfect storm)

And non-nigga friends got it with him

Is making the perfect potion

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

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

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

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

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

Better keep that ho on a leash don't make your only