This is a song about "Perfect landing"

And we may not be perfect

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

I perfect every note

I'm off the wrong road

While everybody got ammunition on deck

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

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Hutch's new album a perfect example

And every night, believe, we gon' leave with somebody

You got more chance landing a plane than landing a punch on me

Seem to be in perfect unison

Uhh, got a hundred on the dash, young

Cause they fear me in physical form

Perfect storm (a perfect storm)

Perfect picture frame'd/* perfect pitch of frames/*

I got geechi on her, came back with thirty chains