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

No matter what i say do it your own way

If you out there let me hear you say

Hot where i'm from, the newscasters don't come

Seem to be in perfect unison

Fine women love losers, that treat 'em bad and cheap

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

You took me in, under your own desire/

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

Well fuck everyone and everything in your way

Load em up quick, it's time for us to spray

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

Then some lady named billie holiday

But dont worry bout that cuz your perfect

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

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

Live in front of the cameras on your own sitcom