This is a song about "Perfect guy"

Trying to become i.t guy

In the lambo looking like a fly

Really they were perfect

Then push the milk on a slow bend

Don't ask me why

Hopin hes the right guy

Perfect storm (a perfect storm)

Luck on my brim supreme keeps me warm

Maybe a peaceful night, baby don't cry

Perfect endings just don't happen to a good guy

Hands in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly

Slowly realizing im that guy

That got your mother high

Cars are passing by, guy

Kingflow is remembered as a guy

How high? nigga, higher than the kites they fly