This is a song about "Perfect harmony"

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

Open guts and close em shut, bringing harmony by showing bones of thugs

She dont have a problem with, with

So perfect and always stiff

Im not saying i'm perfect

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

Perfect storm (a perfect storm)

Everyday a star is born

Well wishes to my opposition

Start with perfect competition

Slip capsules in a glass, she dizzy rascal

Hutch's new album a perfect example

Really they were perfect

Just say he's the best

Whatever, your name is wack as hell, so it fits you perfect.

I'm still, just like a kid, lookin for stripes on my belt