This is a song about "Perfect in your own way"

But dont worry bout that cuz your perfect

I get mine and i bounce like a bad check

Whoa, umm, it seems you had a lot to say

Your love in my chest, why was i thinking this way?

They frontin', they charles s. dutton movin' garbage

Either way i'm burying your body in a ditch.

No matter what i say do it your own way

Now them silly bitches calling me like everyday

Happy lucifer cause multies coming your way in a sweep

How come he's not in counseling? fucka's loud while he's sound asleep

Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best

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

Dont judge me till your perfect

Woo-hah, got you all in check

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

Trynna fit your way in put you wont ever get a peep,