This is a song about "Perfect just the way you are"

But none of them are the perfect angels

We race foreign cars, custom models

They waiting on me to give an a-okay, then the k gon' spray

Lyrics are a craze you craze, i'll save the day and pave the way,

Run the other way screaming "where are you jason"

And stay focused on the women and you get less done

The perfect picture someone that should just end himself.

Like that's going to make up for the years and the tears

I love what you're doin'. i'm just hopin' you continue

Gays are just the same, man they sin like me and you,

All the young motherfuckers that was took in they prime

I'm just doing my thing, trying to think of the perfect rhyme/

We fly high perfect 10 you know i stick the landing

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Are you gonna go my way?

Take my moms, move away